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rrKJ^^TED  BT  ASHER  ^  CHARLES  MJKER^ 
•1802. 


W-Z'S. 


DIVINE      HYMNS, 

on 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS,  e?f. 


H  Y  M  N     L 

j1    Seng    of    Praife. 

NOW  in  a  forrg  of  grateful  praife, 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raifc ; 
With  all  the  faints  I'll  Join  to  tell, 
My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well, 

1  All  worlds  his  glorious  pow'r  confcfi^ 
His  wifdom  all  his  works  cxprcfi, 
But  O  !  his  love,  what  tongue  can  tell, 
I^y  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

3  How  fovcreign,  merciful  and  free. 
Has  been  his  love  to  finful  me  ; 

He  pluck'd  me  from  the  jaws  of  hell. 
My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

4  I  fpurnM  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws, 
And  then  he  undertook  my  caufc  5 
To  favc  me  tho*  I  did  rebel. 

My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 


/ 


(     4     ) 
5.  And  fincc  my  foul  has  known  his  love. 
What  blcflings  hath  he  made  mc  prove  ? 
Mercy,  which  doth  all  praife  excel ; 
My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

6  When  eer  my  Savior  or  my  God> 
Hath  on  me  laid  his  gentle  rod  ; 

I  know  in  all  that  has  befcl, 

My   Jefus  has  done  all  things  wclL 

7  Tho*  many  flaming  fi'ry  darts. 
Attempt  their  level  at  my  heart ;. 
With  this  I  all  their  rage  repel. 
My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

8  Sometimes  the  Lord  his  face  doth  hide» 
To  make  me  pray,  and  kill  my  pride, 
Yet  on  my  heart  it  (till  doth  dwell, 

My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

9  Soon  I  {hall  pa fs  this  vak  of  death. 
And  in  his  arms  refign  my  breath. 
Yet  then  my  happy  foul  ihall  tell. 
My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  v/ell, 

10  And  when  to  thofe  bright  worlds  I  rife. 
And  join  the  anthems  in  the  fkies, 
Above  the  reft  this  note  Ihall  fwell. 

My  Jefus  has  done  all  things  well. 

HYMN     II. 

Christ  the  /jppUtree, 

THE  tree  of  life  my  foul  hath  fecn, 
L-Adeii  with  fruit,  and  always  green, 


(     5     ) 

The  trees  of  nature  fruitkfs  be, 
Compar'd  with  Chiiil  the  applctree. 
a  His  beauty  doth  all  things  excel, 
By  faith  I  know,  but  ne'er  can  tell, 
The  glory  which  I  now  can  fee, 
Jn  Jefus  Chrift  the  appletrcc. 

3  For  happinefs  I  long  have  fought, 
And  pleafure  I  have  dearly  bought  j 

I  mifs'd  of  all  but  now  I  fee  ^* 

'Tis  found  in  Chrift  the  applctree. 

4  rm  weary 'd  with  my  former  toil, 
Here  I  will  {rt  and  reft  awhile  ; 
Under  the  Ihadow  I  will  be 

Of  Jefus  Chrift  the  appletree. 

5  With  great  delight  I'll  make  my  ftay^ 
There's  none  ihall  fright  my  foul  away, 
Among  the  fons  of  m;;n  I  fee. 
There's  none  like  Chrift  the  applctree. 

6  Pll  fit  and  cat  this  fruit  divine, 

It  cheers  my  heart  like  fpirit'al  wine. 
And  now  this  fruit  is  fweet  to  me. 
That  grows  on  Chrift  the  appletree. 

7  This  fruit  doth  make  my  foul  to  thrive, 
It  keeps  my  dying  faith  alive  ; 

Which  makes  n^^j^ul  in  hafte  to  be 
"With  Jefus  Chriif  the  appletree. 

H  Y  M  N     III.  : 

^he  FarewdL 

FAREWELL,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
The  gcfpci  founds  a  jubilee  ; 


(    6    ) 

My  flamMng  tongue  fhall  found  aloud^^ 

From  land  to  land,  from  fca  to  iC<: 
And  as  I  preach  from  place  to  place, 
I'll  truft  alone  in  God's  free  grace. 

2  Farewell  in  bonds  and  un.on  dear; 
Like  ftrings  you  twine  about  r^iy  heart  | 

I  humbly  beg  yoHr  earneft  pray'r, 
TiMjpive  fhall  meet  no  more  to  prirt— 
Till  we  (hall  meet  in  worlds  above, 

Encircled  in  eternal  love. 

3  Farewell  my  earthly  friends  belovf, 
Tho*  ail  fo  kind  and  dear  to  mc , 

My  Jefus  caliSj/and  I  muft  go^ 

To  found  the  gofpcl  jubilee — 
To  found  the  joys,  and  bear  the  new j;, 
To  gentile  worlds,  and  royal  Jews. 

4  Farewell  young  people  one  and  all; 
While  God  fftall  grant  me  breath  to  breathe 

rii  pray  to  the  Eternal  All, 

That  your  dear  fouls  in  Chrift  may  live  |^ 
That  your  dear  fouls  prcpar'd  may  be. 
To  reign  in  blifs  eternally  ! 

5  Farewell  to  all  below  the  fun  ; 
And  as  I  pafs  in  tears  below. 

The  path  is  ftraight  my  fc%fliall  run  ; 

And  God  will  keep  me  as  I  go — 
And  God  will  keep  me  in  his  hand. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 

^  Farewell,  farewell  !  I  look  above  ; 
Jefus,  my  friend,  to  thee  I  call  j 


(    7     )    _ 

My  joy,  my  crown,  my  only  love, 

My  fafeguard  here,  my  heav'nly  all  5 
My  theme  to  preach,  my  fong  to  fing, 
My  only  joy  till  death— Amen. 

HYMN     IV. 
Iht  Savior's  Merit. 

SAVIOR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
Sprinkled  with  redeeming  blood. 
And  my  weary,  troubled  fpirit. 

Now  finds  reft  with  thee,  my  God. 
t  am  fafc,  and  I  am  happy, 

While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie  ; 
Sin  nor  Satan  cannot  hurt  me. 
While  my  Savior  is  fo  nigh. 

2  Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 
Sing  his  praifes  thro'  the  (ky^. 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Clory  to  the  Father  give. 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory. 
Sing  his  praifes  all  that  live  \ 

3  Now  I'll  fing  my  Savior's  merit, 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name, 

That  if  any  want  his  fpirit, 

He  is  ftill  the  very  fame. 
He  that  alketh,  fqon  rcceiveth. 

He  that  feeks  is  furc  to  findj 
Whofoe'er  on  him  bclicveth, 

5}?  will  never  caft  behindv 
A  4 


(     8     )    - 

4  Gloi'y,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Glorious  Chrift  of  heav*nly  birth  : 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Sing  his  praifes  through  the  earth ; 

Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
Glory  to  the  fpirit  be, 

Glpry,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

the  facred  One  in  Three. 


5  Now  our  advocate  is  pleading, 
With  his  father  and  our  God, 

And  for  us  is  interceding. 

As  the  purchafe  of  his  blood. 

Now  me  thinks  I  hear  him  praying,  . 
<«  Father  !  fave  them  -,  I  have  died  :** 

And  the  Father,  anfwcrs,  faying, 
*'  They  are  freely  juftified." 

6  Worthy,  worthy,  wtjrthy,  worthy. 
Worthy  is  the  lamb  of  God, 

Worthy,  worthy,  worthy,  worthy, 

Wlio  lov'd  and  vraftiM  us  in  his  blood  ; 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  lioly. 
Holy  is  the  Lord  of  Hoft, 

Holy,  holy.  holy,  holy. 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft. 

7  Soon  we  hope  to  fihg  nlore  fwectly. 
At  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 

When  the  Bride  is  drefs'd  completely, 

Fit  to  celebrate  the  fame  : 
All  our  fhouts  IhaH  then  be  ringing. 

Round  the  throne  of  God  moil  high, 


(  .  9     ) 

And  in  fwect  melodious  Cngin^, 

Loud  (hall  echo  through  the  {ky. 

8  Glory,  honor  and  thankfgiving. 
Be  unto  the  Lord  our  king  i 

O  let  every  creature  living 

The  redeemer's  praifes  fing  : 
Allelujah  !  Allelujah  ! 

Novy  the  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  j, 
Allelujah  !  Allelujah  ! 

Sing  his  praife  in  higher  ftrains. 

9  Bleffed,  blefTed,  blefled,  blefledj 
Bleffed  be  the  God  of  heaven, 

BlefTed,  blefTed,  blefTed,  blefTed, 

Who  has  all  our  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Praifed,  praifed,  praifcd,  praifed, 

Praifed  be  his  holy  name  : 
Praifed,  praifed,  praifed,  praifed, 

Now  and  evermore,  Amen* 

HYMN     V. 

The  Hiding  Place, 

HAIL  fovereign  love  !  that  firfl  b:gan 
The  fcheme  to  rcfcuc  fallen  man  ! 
Mail  mafchlefs,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  foul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Againfl  the  God  that  built  the  fky, 
J  foirght,  with  hands  uplifted  high  ; 
Defpis'd  the  manfions  of  -his  grace. 
Too  proud  to  fi^ek  a  hiding  place. 

3  Env/rapt  in  dark  Egyptian  eight. 
And  fond  of  darknefs,  more  than  lightj.^ 


Madly  I  ran  the  linfal  race, 
Secure  without  a  hiding  place  I 

4  But  lo  !  th*  eternal  council  rang. 
Almighty  los'^  arreils  the  man  ; 

I  felt  the  arrows  of  diftreis. 

And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place  ! 

5  Vindiclive  juftice  ftood  in  view. 
To  Sinai's  fi'ry  mount  I  flew  ; 

But  juftice  cry'd  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hidiilg  place  ! 

6  But  lo  !  a  heav'nly  voice  I  heard. 
And  mercy's  angel  foon  appeared  ; 
He  led  me  en  a  jpleafing  pace, 

To  Jefus  Chrift,  my  hiding  place. 

7  Should  iiv'n  fold  ftorms  of  vengeance  roll, 
And  fliake  this  globe  from  pole  to  pole ; 
No  thunder-bolt  fhall  daunt  my  face, 
WhiUl   Jefus  is  my  hiding  place  ! 

8  On  him  almighty  Vengeance  fell, 
Which  elfe  had  funk  a  world  to  hell : 
He  bore  it  for  his  chofen  race, 

And  thus  became  a  hiding  place  ! 

9  Roll  on  thou  fun  in  rapid  hafte, 
And  bring  me  to  that  conflant  feaft, 
Where  mirthful  fongs  of  fov'reign  grace. 
Are  fung  to  him  the  hiding  place. 

HYMN  VL—^TZv  Christian  Soldier, 

O  GLORIOUS  hope  of-  perfeaiovc, 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  5 
It  bears  on  csgks  wing'), 


(  II  ) 

It  gives  my  ravldi'd  foul  a  taftc  ; 
And  makes  me  for  fome  moments  feaft 
With  Jcfus,  priefts  and  kings^ 

2  The  things  eternal  I  purfue, 
A  happinefs  beyond  the  view. 

Of  thcfe  that  barely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  feit  and  feen, 
THeir  honor,  wealth,  and  pieafures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own, 
A  ftranger,  to  the  world  unknown  5 

I  all  their  goods  defpife  ;  ^ 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight. 
And  feek  a  country  out  of  fight ; 

A  country  in  the  iiies : 

4  Then  is  my  hcufe  and  portion  fair. 
My  treafurc  and  my  heart  are  there  j 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  rai^.  elder  brethren  flay, 
And  angelsf 'beckon  me  away, 

And  Jefus  bids  me  come. 

5  I  come,  thy  fervant,  Lord,  replicj, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  Ikies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  reft  ; 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end^^ 
Now  O  my  Savior,  brother,  friend, 

Receivf^mc  to  thybrealh 
\  6 


(  12  ) 

HYMN     VII, 

Myjliries  to  be  explained  hereafier^   Jolin  13 ,  6^ 

("1  RE  AT  God  of  providence  !  thy  waj$ 
'J   Arc  hid  from  mortal  fight ; 
Wrapt  in  impenetrable  fhadcs. 
Or  cloth'd  with  dazzling  light. 

■X., 

i,  The  wondVous  nncthods  of  thy  gricc,. 

Evade  the  hunnan  eye  ; 
The  nearer  we  attempt  t'  ?vpproachj 

The  farther  offHiey  fly. 

3  But  in  the  world  of  blifs  above, 
"Where  thou  dSd  ever  reign, 

Thefe  myft*ries  (hall  be  all  unvcirdv 
And  not  a  doubt  remain. 

4  The  fun  of  righteoufnefs  ftiall  there 
His  brighteft  beams  difplay, 

And  not  a  horering  cloud  obfcurc 
That  never-ending  day. 

HYMN     VIII,,- 

yf  nvarning  to  fwnersy  to  fiee  from  the  ivrath 
to  come. 

WHEN  pity  prompts  me  to  look  round 
Upon  this  fellow  clay  ; 
Sec  men  reject  the  gofpcl  found, 
Good  God  !  what  fhall  I  fay  ? 

2  My  bowels  yearn  for  dying  men. 

Doomed  lo  eternal  woe  ; 
Fain  would  I  fpeak,  but  'tis  in  vain, 

If  God  does  not  fpeak  too. 


(     13     ) 

3  O  I  finners,  finners,  wont  you  hear, 
When  in  God's  name  I  come  ? 

Upon  your  peril  don't  forbear, 
Left  hell  {hould  be  your  doom. 

4  Now  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 
O  !  finners  come  away ; 

The  Savior's  knocking  at  your  door, 
Arife  without  delay. 

5  O  !  don't  refufe  to  give  him  room, 
I^eft  mercy  (hould  withdraw  ; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeince  come 
To  execute  his  law. 

6  Then  where  poor  mortals,  will  you  I.: 
If  deftitute  of  grace. 

When  you  your  injur'd  judge  {hall  fee^ 
And  ftand  before  his  face  ? 

7  O  !  could  you  (hun  that  dreadful  figh: 
How  would  you  wifli  to  fly  ! 

To  the  dark  (hades  of  endlefs  night. 
From  that  aii-fearching  eye  ? 

S  Bit  death  and  hell  muft  then  give  up 
Their  dead,  who  will  appear 

At  the  laft  trumpet's  awful  found. 
Their  endlefs  doom  to  hear. 

9   No  yearning  bowels  ,  pity  then 

Siiall  not  ^ucOi  my  heart  j 
No..  I  (hall  furely  hv  Amen, 

WheiiChrid  bico  }ci.  tjcpart. 
A  7 


(  'i-  ),  .    . 

10  Let  not  thefe  warnings  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  aliitenin^  ear  ; 
Lell  you  ihoiild  meet  them  all  again, 

When  wrapt  In  keen  defpair. 

H  Y  M  N     IX. 

The  Goldier  of  the  d'ofs, 
A    Pvl  I  a  folclier  of  the  Crcfs, 
-Z~JL   ^  follower  of  the  Lamb  : 
"Why  Oioukl  I  fear  to  own  his  caufe. 
Or  bluih  to  fpsak  his  name  ? 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  I 
MuO:  I  not  ftem  the  flood  ? 

Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  us  unto  God  ? 

3  Should  I  be  carry'd  to  the  ficies, 
On  flow'ry  bedr.  of  cafe  ? 

Vrhile  others  fight  to  win  the  prize. 
And  fail  thro'  bloody  feas.  ? 

4  Yes  I  muft  light  if  I  would  reign, 
Increafe  my  courage.  Lord, 

To  bear  the  crofs,  endure  the  Hiame, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  The  faints  all  in  this  glorious  war. 
Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 

They  fee  a  triumph  from  afar. 
And  meet  it  with  their  eye. 

6  "When  that  illuftrious  day  fliall  rife, 
And  all  the  armies  fliine, 

\T'th  rober»  of  vicl'ry  thvo'  the  fKlcs, 
The  f^Iorv  (hill  hz  thlncw 


(     -^5     ) 

H  Y  M  N     X. 

The  G/acs  cf  God  ;  or.  Divine  Ccr.defcenficn, 

WHEN  the  Eternal  bows  the  fkks, 
Tovific  earthly  things, 
With  fccrn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes, 
From  towers  of  haughty  kings  : 

2  He  bids  the  awful  chariot  roll. 
Far  downward  from  the  (Icies, 

To  vi(it  every  humble  foul. 
With  pleafure  in  his  eyes. 

3  Why  fliouid  the  Lord  that  reigns  above, 
Difdain  fo  lofty  kings  ? 

Say,Lord»  and  why  fuch  looks  of  love, 
Upon  fuch  worthlefs  things  ? 

4  Mortals,  be  dumb ;  what  creature  dares 
Difpute  his  awful  will  ? 

Aflc  no  account  of  his  afFairS) 
But  trcnr.ble,  and  be  ftill. 

5  Juft  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 
All  fov'rcign  and  all  free  •, 

Great  God,  how  fearchlcfs  are  thy  ways 
How  deep  thy  judgrrients  be  ! 

HYMN     XL 

The  'Jujlice  and  Gcodnefs  cf  God^ 

GREAT  God,  my  maker,  and  my  king, 
"  Of  thee  I'll  fpeak,  of  thee  I'll  .iing  ; 
All  thou  haft  done,  and  all  thou  doft. 
Declare  thee  good,  proclaim  thee  juft. 
A  8 


(     «6    ) 

i  erf  ancient  thoughta,  and  firm  decrees, 
,'  threatnings  and  thy  promifcs, 
:  joys  of  heaven,  the  pains  of  hell^ 
:^t  angels  tafte,  what  devils  feel. 
"hy  terrors  and  thy  a£ls  of  grace, 

■y  threatning  rod,  and  fmiling  facCt 
y  vou rifling  and  thy  healing  word, 
•  orld  undone,  a  world  reftor'd. 
7hile  thefe  excite  my  fear  and  joy  j 

'  ik  thefe  my  tuneful  lips  employ  i 
-  ept  O  Lord,  the  humble  fong, 

i.c  tribute  of  a  trembling  tongue. 

II  Y  M  N     Xll. 

Jn  Evening  Hyffm^ 

T^HE  day  is  paft  and  gone, 
1       T\\'Z  evening  fhades  appear  j 
-lay  v/e  all  remember  vvell, 
i'hc  night  of  death  draws  near. 

We  lay  our  garments  by, 
upon  our  beds  to  reft  i 

'.  death  will  fopa  difrobe  us  all. 
Of  what  we  here  pofri:fs. 

Lord,  keep  us  fafe  this  night, 
>ecurc  from  all  our  fears  ;. 
■y  angels  guard  us  whTie  we  Hcep^^ 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

And  when  we  early  rife, 
And  view  th*  unweariM  fun, 
:y  we  fet  out  to  vvin  the  prize-^. 
And  after  glory  run. 


(     17     ) 

5  And  when  our  days  are  pad, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

0  may  we  in  thy  bofom  reft, 
The  bofom  of  thy  love. 

HYMN     Xlir.- 

A  Hymn  for  Tcung  Converts, 

METHINKS  I  hear  my  Savior  call. 
His  pleafant  voice  doth  fay, 
*<  From  tents  of  eafe,  and  fin,  and  thrall, 
"  My  fair  one  come  away." 

1  God's  fpirit  doth  his  faints  adorn. 
Like  cluilcrs  on  the  vine  j 

O  His  a  bright  and  glorious  morn^ 
To  fee  their  graces  (hine. 

3  Dear  Savior,  here  I  panting  lie. 
And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ; 

0  Lord,  I  pray  do  not  deny 
A  vifit  of  thy  grace. 

4  Dear  Savior  come,  fweet  Jefus  come, 
I  long  to  hear  thy  voice  ; 

Jefus  ride  on,  thy  povv«r  afTume, 
And  make  thy  faints  rejoice. 

5  How  long  (hall  that  bright  hour  delay  i 
V/hen  will  my  Lord  appear  ? 

1  long  to  fee  that  happy  day. 

When  Jefus  will  dra\r  near. 
CO  howl  long  tj  take  my  flight, 
My  faal  is  en  the  wing'j 
A  9 


(     '8     ) 

I  lonjy  to  fee  m^  heart's  delight-, 
And  be  with  Chr ill  my  King. 

Mod  gracioijis  King,  1  love  thy  name, 
I  long  for  to  adore, 
•ng  to  foun^l  thy  gracious  fame , 
ypon  the  blifsful  (hore. 

B  Then  let  my  foul  abforbed  be. 
While  Goa  doth  me  furrouud, 
i/i^s  a  fmali  ~3rop  in  the  vufl;  fsa 
Is  lod  and  ca>n*t  be  found. 

;.  I  long;  th^  coming  to  behold. 
Then  fliall  thy  faints  adore  •, 

Lty  ardent  yaiCncs  can't  be  told. 
So  I  c^aj{?.Y  no  more* 

/  ■ 

:H  %  M  N     XIV., 

.  fhe  Heavenly  jerufalem, 

"^ERIJMBi/VLEM,  my  happy  home, 
^  i    0  hoiv  !  long' for  thee  I 
/hen  will  my  forrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy. jois,  whzn  (hall  I  fee  ? 

'.    rhy  wMIs  are  all  of  precious  flone, 

Moil  gllorious  to  behold  ? 
:^iiy  gateB  arc  richly  fet  with  pearl, 

^'hy  fnreets  are  pav*d  with  gold. 

'  ''7  S|^i"<ic'^  2^^  ^^^y  ple^'fant  green 
;  iio' |;orhely  long  have  been  j 
■ougji  darh'iung  light,  by  human  Cght 
I  ivs/ncvcr  vet  bscrt  fcen. 


(     '9    ) 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  ftiould  I  fly  from  thence  ? 

What  folly  'tis  that  I  (hould  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

5  Reach  down,  reach  dov^n  thine  arm  of  grace 

And  caufe  me  to  afcend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  fabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jefus  my  love  to  glory «$  gone, 
Him  will  I  go  and  fee, 

And  all  my  brethren  here  below. 
Will  foon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
I  leave  you  in  God*"*  care  : 

And  if  I  never  more  fee  you, 
Go  on,  ni  meet  you  there. 

8  There  we  (hall  meet  and  no  more  part, 
And  heav'n  fhall  ring  u'ith  praife," 

While  Jefus*  love  in  every  heart. 
Shall  tuns  the  Song,  free  grace. 

9  Millions  of  years  around  may  run, 
Our  fong  fliall  ftill  go  on  j 

To  praife  the  father  and  the  fon. 
And  fpirit  Three  in  One. 

10  Vv^hen  we've  been  there  ten  thoufand  years 
Bright  (hiningas  the  fun, 

We've  no  lefs  days  to  fer\'e  our  God, 
Than  when  we  firll  begun. 


C    ao     ) 
H  T  M  N     XV/ 

*The  Heavenly  Lover, 

HE  dies,  the  heav'nly  lover  dies, 
The  tidings  (Irike  a  doleful  found  ! 
On  my  poor  heart-ftrings,  deep  he  lies, 
Ii)  the  cold  caverns  of  the  ground. 

2  Come  faints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two> 
On  the  dear  bofom  of  your  God  ; 

He  (bed  a  thoufand  drops  for  you, 
A  thoufand  drops  of  richeft  blood  1 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  menj 

But  lo  !  what  fudden  joys  I  fee, 
Jefus  the  dead,  revives  again! 

j^  The  rifing  God  forfakes  his  tomb. 
Up  to  his  father's  court  he  flies  *, 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  fliout  him  welcome  to  the  fkles. 

HYMN     XVI. 

The  Freenefs  of  the  GofpeL 

ITOW  free  and  boundlcfs  Is  the  grac^ 
j^  Of  our  redeeming  God,  ^^ 

ExLendlng  to  the  Greek  and  Jew,         '^ 
And  men  of  every  blood  ! 

2  The  mightiefl:  king,  and  meaneft  flavi,- 

May  hit)  rich  mercy  taile  ,- 
He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince, 

Unto  the  gofpel  feaft. 


(      21       ) 

3  None  arc  excluded  thence,  but  thofe, 
Who  do  themfelves  exclude  ; 

Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 
The  ignorant  and  rude. 

4  Come  then,  ye  men  of  every  name, 
Of  erery  rank  and  tongue  ; 

What  you  are  willing  to  receive, 
Poth  unto  you  belong, 

HYMN     XVII. 

Christ's  Invitation, 

COME  brethren  and  fifters  that  love    my 
dear  Lord, 

1  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word  ; 
V/hat  a  wonder  of  mercy  f  behol4*i3low  I  fee. 
What   a  tender   kind   Savior  has    done   for 

poor  me. 

2  I  was  led  by  the  devil  till  loft  and  diftrefs'd, 
I  tho't  that  in  torments  I  foon  ihould  be  cafl. 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  miiery. 

Till  by  faith  I  faw  Jcfus  hang,  bleeding  for  me. 

3  Oh  (inner  }  faid  Jefus,  foT^^ou  I  havedy*d, 
All  glory  to  Jefus,  my  foul  th«n  repl;j;t*d  : 
The  guilt  was  reaiOved,  my  foul  did  rejoice. 
The  blood  was  applied,  the  witnefs  and  voice. 

4  On  my  low  bending  knees   before    God  I 

did  fall, 
All  glory  to  Jefus,  for  he's  all  in  all  ; 
The  heart  of  this  rebel  was  burfbed  in  twain, 
Al  fight  cf  Chrift  Jefus  on  Calvary  (lain.. 


(       22      ) 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven  and  peace 

upon  earth. 
The  angels  rejoice  at  a  poor  fmner's  birth  : 
Your  fins  are  forgiven,  my  Savior  did  fay, 
Oh  !   witnefs  kind  heav'n,  on  this   my   birth 
day. 

6  My  foul  it  was  humbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground 
The  time  of  refreihing  at  length  I  have  found, 
Oh  Lord,  thou  haft  ravifh'd  my  foul  vvhh  thy 

charms, 
Let  mc  die  like  Simeon,  with  Chiift   in   my 
arms. 

H  Y  M  N    XV ill. 

Chrtflian  under  Darkmfs, 

HOW  tedious  and  taftelefs  the  hours, 
When  Jcfus  no  longer  I  fee  ; 
bwcct  profpe£ls,  fvireet  birds  and  fweet  flow'r«. 
Have  loit  all  their  fweetnefs  to  me. 

2  The  mild  fummcr  fun  fhincs  but  dim. 
The  fields  ftrive  in  vain  to  look  gay. 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December  is  plcafant  as  May, 

3  His  name  yields  the  richeft  perfume, 
And  fweeter  than  mufic  his  voice  ; 

His  prefence  difperfes  my  gloom  ; 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 

4  I  (hould  view  him  always  thus  nigh. 
Have  nothing  to  wifli  and  to  fear  ; 

No  monarch  fo  happy  as  I, 

My  fumme?  would  laft  all  the  year. 


(       23      ) 

^  Content  with  beholding  his  face. 

My  all  to  his  pleafure  relign  ; 
No  changes  of  feafons  or  place, 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind. 

6  While  hlefs'cl  with  a  fenfe  of  his  love, 
A  palace  of  joy  would  appear, 

And  prifons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jefus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

7  Lord  if  indeed  I  now  am  tlilne. 
And  thou  art  my  fun  and  my  fong, 

Say  why  do  I  ianguifh  and  pine, 
And  why  is  my  winter  fo  long  ? 

8  O  drive  thofe  dark  clouds  from  the  (ky, 
Thy  foul-cheering  prefence  redorc. 

Or  take  me  unto  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

H  Y  M  N     XiX. 

T/:e  peace  of  a  young  ChriJ}ian*s  life  and  death  ^ 

BLEST  door  of  blifa  to  weary  faints. 
Thou  art,  grim  Death,  become ; 
Secur*'d  as  in  a  cabinet. 
Their  dufl:  is  in  the  tomb. 

2  By  death  they  enter  to  thofe  joys. 
Prepared  for  them  above  ; 

There  they  are  ever  fv^allow'd  up 
Xxv  tr\.d\zh  life  and  love. 

3  Lo  {  there  they  fee  as  they  are  fcen, 
With  clear  unclouded  views  : 

And  here  thev  hear  of  ncthinr  elfe 

'  o 

But  joyful  glorious  news. 


(      24     ) 

4  Anthems  of  joy  and  praifc  are  there, 
With  hallelujahs  fung  : 

Who  would  be  fond  of  ihis  vain  world, 
This  drofs,  this  dirt,  this  dung  ? 

5  The  faints  forever  do  behold 
Their  deareil  Jefus'  face; 

There  always  they  admiring  are 
Eternal,  boundlefs  grace. 

6  They're  in  the  houfe  not  made  with  hands, 
In  heaven  eternally 

They  dwell,  and  with  the  rays  of  Chrift 
They  fiiine  moft  glorioufly. 

7  They're  freed  from  labor,  forrow,  fin, 
From  cumbrance,  peril,  pain ; 

Then  we  (hall  find  whate'cr  we  did 
For  Chrift  was  not  in  vain. 

8  Now  heaven's  work  is  here  begun, 
The  work  of  finging  praife — 

The  work  and  will  of  God  in  Chrift, 
Which  there  will  laft  always. 

HYMN.    XX. 

The  Weary  Traveller. 

COME  all  ye  weary  travellers, 
Now  let  us  join  and  fing 
The  everlafting  praifes 

Of  Jefus  our  great  king. 
We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  very  tircfome  too  ; 
But  fee  how  many  dangers 
The  Lord  ha?  brought  us  through. 


(     -^5     ) 

2  At  firft  when  Jcfus  found  us,. 
He  cali'd  us  unto  him, 

And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  fin, 
The  world,  the  fleili  and  Satan, 

Would  prove  a  fatal  fnare, 
Unlefs  v/e  did  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer* 

3  But  by  our  dlfobedience, 
With  forravv  we  corifei's. 

We  have  had  long  to  wander. 

In  a  dark  wildcrnefs  ; 
Where  wc  might  long  have  fainted^ 

In  that  enchanted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  clufter 

Of  plcafant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleafant  fruits,of  C^naan^ 
Give  life,  and,  joy,  and  peace — 

Revive  our  drooping  fplrits — 
And  love  and  (Irengih  increafe^ 

T*  confcfs  our  Lord  and  mailer, 
And  run  at  his  command. 

And  haften  on  cur  journey 
Unto  the  promised  land. 

5  With  faith  and  hope,  and.  patience. 
We  *re  made  for  to  rejoice  ; 

And  Jefus  and  his  people 

Forever  are  our-  choice, 
In  peace  and  confohtion 

Wc  now  are  going  on, 


(     '^6     ) 
The  plcafing  v/ay  to  Canaan, 
Where  Jefus  Chrid  is  gone. 

6  Sinners,  why  (land  you  idle. 
While  we  do  march  along  •, 
Has  confcience  never  told  you 

That  you  are  going  wrong, 
Down  the  broad  road  to  davknefSj 

To  bear  an  endlefs  curfe  ? 
Forfakc  your  ways  of  finning. 

And  come  and  go  with  us. 

7  But  if  you  will  refufe  it, 
We  bid  you  all  farewell  ; 

We*re  on  the  road  to  Canaan 

And  you  the  road  to  hell; 
We<re  forry  for  to  leave  you. 

We'd  rather  you  would  go ; 
Come  try  a  bleeding  Savior, 

And  fee  the  waters  fiow'. 

o  Now  to  the  King  Immortal 

Be  cvcrlafting  praife. 
For  in  his  holy  fervice 

We  long  to  fpend  our  days. 
Till  \vc  arrive  at  Canaan 

The  celeflial  world  above. 
With  cverlafling  wonder 

To  praife  redeeming  love. 

H  Y  M  N     XXI. 

Tie  E7ijoyment  of  Heaven* 

THINE  earthly  Sabbaths  Lord,  we  lorc^ 
^^^x.  there's  a  nobler  reft  aboTC  j 


•(      27       ) 

To  that  our  laboring  fouls  afnire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs. 
Nor  fin,  nor  hell  fhall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  fongs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues, 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  our  long  repofe ; 
No  midnight  fhade,  no  clouded  fun, 
But  facrcd  light,  eternal  noon. 

HYMN    XXII. 

A  Morning   H^mn, 

NOW  the  (hades  of  night  are  gone, 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come. 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  fhades  of  fin  away. 

2  Make  our  fouls  as  noon-day  clear,. 
Bani(h  every  pain  and  fear; 

In  thy  vineyard  Lord,  to-day 
We  would  labor,  we  would  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  palfions  bound, 
Rifing  up  and  fitting  down. 

Going  out  and  coming  in, 
Keep  us  fafc  from  every  fin. 

a  When  our  work  cf  life  is  pafl, 
O  !  receive  us  then  at  lad  : 
Labor  then  will  all  be  o*er. 
Night  of  fin  will  be  no  more. 


(     23     > 
HYMN    XXIII. 

A  Hymn  for  Baptism. 

COME  yc  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
_     Come  and  obey  his  facred  word; 
lie  dy'd  and  rofc  again  for  you  ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 

^  We  to  this  place  are  come  to  (how 
What  we  to  boundlefs  mercy  owe  ; 
The  Savior's  footfteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 

3  Eternal  fpirit,  heavenly  dove. 
On  tlicfe  baptifmal  waters  -nove  ; 
That  we.  through  energy  divine, 
Hay  have  the  fabftance  with  the  figH,. 

HYMN    XX IF, 

On  the  jvjifiness  of  Timg. 

MY  days, my  weeks,  my  months,  my  years 
Fly  rapid,  like  the  whirling  fphercs, 
Around  the  fteady  pole  : 
Time  like  the  tide.,  its  motion  keeps, 
Sdll  I  (hall  launch  thofe  boundlefs.  deeps 
Where  endlefs  sgcs  roll. 

2  The  grave  is  near  tlic  cradle  feen  ; 
Howfwift  the  moments  pafs  between, 

And  whifper  as  they  fly. 
Unthinking  man]  .remember  thisi 
"  Thou,  midft  thy  fublunary  bllfs, 
Mu;l  groan,  und  gafp,  and  die  I 


(     29    )     • 

3  My  foul  attend  the  folcmn  call  5 
Thine  earthly  tents  muft  quickly  fallj 

And  thou  muft  take  thy  flight 
Beyond  the  vaft  extenfive  blue, 
To  love  and  fing  as  angels  do. 

Or  fink  in  endlefs  night. 

4  Eternal  blifs,  eternahvos, 
Hangs  on  this  inch  of  time  below  ^ 

On  this  precarious  breath , 
The  God  of  nature  only  knows 
Whether  another  year  may  clofe. 

Ere  I  expire  in  death, 

5  Long  ere  the  fun  fliall  run  its  round. 
I  may  be  buried  under  ground, 

And  there  in  filence  rot ! 
Alas !  one  hour  may  clofe  the  fcenc, 
And  ere  twelve  months  (hall  roil  between 

My  name  be  quite  forgot. 

6  But  (hall  my  foul  be  then  extinct, 
Or  ceafe  to  live,  or  ceafs  to  think  { 

It  cannot,  cannot  be  ; 
Thou,  my  immortal,  cannot  die, 
What  wilt  thou  do,  or  whither  fiy. 

When  death  (hall  fet  thee  free  ? 

7  Will  mercy  then  its  arm  extend  ? 
Will  Jefus  be  thy  guardian  friend. 

And  heaven  thy  dwelling-place  ? 
Or  (hall  iiifulting  fiends  appear 
To  drag  thee  down  to  dark  defpair. 

Beyond  the  reach  of  grace  ? 


(     30    ) 

8  A  heaven  or  hell  and  thefc  aloncj, 
Beyond  this  mortal  ftatc  are  known, 

There  is  no  middle  (late : 
•To-day  attend  the  call  divine. 
To-morrow  maybe  none  of  thine. 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

9  O  I  do  not  pa fs  this  life  in  drcami, 
Vad  is  the  change,  whatever  it  feems. 

To  poor  unthinking  men  : 
Lord,  at  this  footftool    I  would  bow^ 
Bid  confcience  tell  me  plainly  now, 

What  it  will  tell  me  then. 

TD  If  in  dcrLru£lion*s  roads  I  ftray,^ 
Help  me  to  choofe  that  better  way. 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Thy  grace  impart,  my  guilt  forgive. 
Nor,  let  me  ever  dare  to  live, 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die, 

HYMN     XXV. 

A  ProspeB  of  ChrISt's   Churchy 
EHOLD  a  lovely  vine, 

Here  in  this  defcrt  ground, 
The  bloiToms  (boot  and  promife  fruit,^^ 
Tlie  tender  grapes  are  found. 

2  Its  circling  branches  rife, 

And  fhade    the  neighboring  lands.; 
With  lovely  charms  (lie  fpreads  her  arms^ 
With  clufters  in  her  handj. 

3  This  city  can't  be  hid 
Its  built  upon  a  hill ; 


(     3J     ) 

Tfic  dazzling  light  it  fliines  fo  bright- 
It  doth  the  vailies  fill. 

4  Ye  trees  which  lofty  ftand, 
And  ftars  with  fparkling  light, 

Tf*  chriltians  hear,  both  far  and  near, 
'Tis  joy  to  fee  the  fight, 

5  Yc  infects,  feeble  race. 

And  fifh  that  glide  the  ftream-— . 
Ye  birds  that  fly  fecure  on  hi^h. 
Repeat  the  joyful  thcnae. 

6  Ye  beads  that  feed  at  home, 
Or  roam  the  vallies  round, 

With  lofry  voice  proclaim  the  joy»> 
And  join  the  plealant  found. 

7  Shall  feeble  nature  fing. 
And  man  not  join  the  lays  ? 

O  may  th/jir  throats  be  fwell'd  with  noteJi. 
And  fiU'd  with  fongs  of  praifc. 

S  Glory  to  God  on  high. 

For  hh  redeeming  grace  : 
The  bieiTed  dove  comes  fyom  above. 

To  feai  it  to  our  race. 

H  Y  M  N     XXVI. 

J^hs  Chrisilans  Invitation  atid  Dsterminathu. 

COME  now  poor  (inner,  (hare  a  part, 
And  give  the  bleiTed  Chriil  your  heart^^ 
Come,  we  \7ill  take  you  by  the  haric,  * 

Come,  go  with  us  to  Canaan's  land. 


C     3-     ) 
S  hcAvc  all'ycui'  carnal  lores  and  toys, 
And  feck  with  us  thofc  folid  joys  : 
Per  ibon  in  glory  we  (liall  rife, 
And  there  enjoy  the  lafting  prize. 

3  But  if  with  us  ye  will  not  go, 
And  feck  this  Jefus  Chrill  to  know  j 
Then  we  muft  bid  you  all  adieu, 
Por  by  his  grace  we'll  him  purfuc. 

H  Y  M  Tn^     XXVIL 

7he  Pressure  of  Sin, 

OTHAT  my  load  of  fm  were  gone  — 
O  that  I  could  at  laft  fubmic, 
At  Jefus'  feet  to  lay  me  down, 
To  lay  my  foul  at  Jefus'  feet. 

2  When  fhall  mine  eyes  behold  the  Xamb^ 
The  God  of  my  falvation  fee  ? 

Weary,  O  Lord,  thou  know'il  I  am, 
Yet  fcill  1  cannot  come  to  thee. 

3  Reft  for  my  foul  I  long  to  find  ; 
Savior,  if  mine  indeed  thou  art. 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  ftamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

4  I  would  (but  thou  raufi;  give  the  pow'r) 
My  heart  were  from  its  (ins  released  j 

O  let  me  fee  that  happy  hour, 

'Twill  fill  my  foul  with  hcavVtIy  peace* 

5  Gdm^e  Lord  the  drooping  fmner  cheer, 
Let^not  my  Jefus  long  delay. 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart,  appear. 
My  God,  my  Savior,  come  I  pray. 


(     33     ) 
H  Y  M  N     XXVIir. 

The  rcturnlncr   Peniieni's  Pet'illon, 

EARY  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain, . 
Hopelefs  to  buril  my  nature's  chain. 
Hardly  I  give  the  coritefi:  o'er, 
I  leek  to  free  myfelf  no  more. 

1  From  my  own  wc^rdjat  lafl;  I  ceafe  — 
God  that  creates  muft  feal  my  peace  j. 
Fruitlefs  my  toil  and  vain  my  care, 
And  all  my  fitnefs  is  defpair. 

3  Lord,  I  defpair  myfelf  to  heal, 
I  fee  my  fin  b^it  cannot  feel  j 

I  cannot,  till  my  fpiric  bow, 
And  bid  th'  obedient. walsrd  fiovv. 

4  'Tis  thine*  a  heart  of  flcfh  to  give, 
Thy  gifts  1  only  can  receive  ; 

Here  then  to  thee  I  all  reOgn.; 
To  draw,  redeem'  and  feai  is  thine. 

5  "With  fimpis  truth  to  thee  I  call. 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all ; 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool— 

I  wait  the  word  that  fpcaks  me  whole. 

6  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  ficknefs  curf» 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure  ; 

Peace,  righteoufnefs  and  joy  impart>. 
And  pour  thyfclf  into  my  heart. 


(     34     ) 
//  r  M  N    XXIX. 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

LET  heay-fi  and  earth  rejoice. 
And  facred  anthems  raife, 
To   Father,  Sen,  ar.d  tloly  Ghoft, 
For  free  and  fovTclgn  grace, 

2  Behold  the  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Defcending  from  above, 

To  bring  the  earthly  ftrangcr  home. 
Upon  the  wings  of  love, 

3  O  may  our  fouis  rejoice, 
His  precepts  to  obey  ; 

Who  to  fulfil  all  righteoufnefs, 
Marked  out  the  humble  way, 

4  Thus  Jefds  did  defcend 
Into  the  liquid  ftream  ; 

Which  teaches  fmncrs  not  to  fcorn 
V/hat  him  fo  \ft\\  became.     , 

5  O  may  we  then  march  on. 
Nor  fear  what  men  (hail  fay  ; 

Deny  ourfclves  and  take  our  crcfs, 
Since  Jefus  leads  the  tvay. 

6  We  dare  no  longer  (land, 
As  neuters  to  the  caufc  ; 

But  by  the  help  of  grac^,  we'll  yield 
,Obcdic:n'se  to  thy  laws.  * 

7  Into  the  vvat'ry  tomb, 
We  cheerfully  dcfcend  i 


(     3S     ) 

III  token  of  our  faith  and  love, 
To  our  ccleftial  friend. 

8  Lord  meet  us  here  this  day. 
Who  come  to  do  thy  will  ; 

Grant  us  thy  prefcnce,  dcarcft  Lord, 
Thy  promis'd  grace  fulfil. 

9  Defcend,  O  heav'nly  dove. 
And  wing  our  fouls  away. 

Up  to  that  bright  and  happy  fhore 
Of  everlafting  day. 

£o  This  day  I'll  make  my  choite 

To  fcrve  the  Lord  moft  high  ; 
Deny  myfelf,  take  up  the  crofs. 

And  do  it  cheerfully. 

H  r  M  N    XXX. 
PRATER, 

PRAYER  was  appointed  to  convey 
The  bleffings  God  defign'd  to  give  5 
Long  as  they  live  ihould  chriftians  pray, 
For  only  %» hile  they  pray  they  live. 

2  The  Chriftian's  prayer,  'tis  God  indites, 
He  fpcaks  as  prompted  from  within, 

The  fpirit  his  petition  writes. 

And  Chrifl  receives,  and  gives  it  in. 

3  And  wilt  thou  in  dead  f.lence  lie, 
When  Chriit  ftands  waiting  for  thy  prayer  ? 

My  foul  thou  hall  a  friend  on  high, 
Arifc  and  try  thy  intcreit  there. 


(■    36     ) 

4  If  pains  afni£lj  if  wrongs  cpprefs. 
If  cares  cii(tra(^^,  if  fears  difmay, 

If  guilt  dejects,  if  fins  dlflrers, 
Thy  remedy's  before  thee — pray. 

5  Tis  prayer  fupports  the  foul  that's  weak^ 
Tho'  thought  be  broken,  language  lame^* 

Pray,  if  thou  canft  or  canft  not  fpcak. 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jefus*  name. 

^  Depend  en  hini,  thou  canft  not  fail. 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wifhes  known  } 

Fear  not,  his  merits  mufl  prevail, 
Aflc  what  thou  wilt,  it  fhall  be  done. 

H  T  M  N    XXZl 

Invitation  to  Sinners. 

O  INNERS  obey  the  gofpcl  word, 
)^     Hifte  to  the  fupper  of  your  Lord  : 
Be  wife  to  know  your  gracioiis  day  5 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 

2  Ready  the  father  is  to  own, 
And  kifshio  late  returning  fon  : 
Ready  the  loving  Savior  Itands, 

And  fpreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  fpirit  of  his  love. 
Is  now,  the  ftony  heart  to  move  ; 
T'  apply  and  witnefs  Jefus*  blood 
And  wafii  and  fea:  you  fons  of  God.. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  Angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  bleft  eftate  ; 


C    37    ) 

Tuning  their  harps  by  which  they  praifc. 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  Come  then  ye  finners,  to  the  Lord, 
To  happinefs  in  Chrifc  reflor'd  ; 
His  profferd  benefits  embrace. 

The  plenitude  of  gofpel  grace. 

6  O  quit  this  world's  delufive  charms^, 
And  quickly  fly  to  Jefus'  arms  ; 
Wreftle  until  your  God  is  known. 
Till  you  can  call  the  Lord  your  own, 

HYMN     XXXIL 

Chri/l  All-Sujicient. 

LORD,  whither  (hall  I  flee. 
That  I  may  be  fecure, 
The  law  proclaims  de{lru£^ion  near. 
And  thunders  round  me  roar. 

2  My  guilty  confcience  fpes-ks. 
And  tells  me  of  my  crime  ; 

How  foolifli  I  have  fpent  my  davs, 
And  wafted  all  my  time. 

3  And  Satan  he  prefents, 
That  'tis  too  late  to  pray  : 

The  time  and  means  of  grace  are  fpent, 
And  I  have  loft  my  day. 

4  Now  horrors  feize  my  m.ind, 
With  darknefs  and  defpair, 

I  muft  be  driv'n  from  earth  to  hell, 
Lo  where  the  damned  are. 
B 


(     38     ) 

5  Thefe  tbo'ts  diftrefs  my  mind, 
And  I  am  filled  with  fear, 

While  I  am  held  in  hard  fufpence, 
Prefumption  or  defpair* 

6  If  I  continue,  here, 
I  furely  (hall  be  loft. 

If  I  go  back  to  fin  again. 
Damnation  will  be  juft. 

7  1*11  riik  my  *ternal  all — 

I'll  proilrate  on  the  ground, 
Dear  Jefus  for  one  fov'reign  word^. 
To  heal  my  mortal  wound. 

8  Unto  thy  feet  I  fall. 

And  fov^reign  mercy  crave, 
Dear  Jefus  thou,  and  thou  alone^ 
Art  able  for  to  fave. 

9  And  whilft  the  Lord  delays, 
My  heart  begins  to  break. 

Yet  fuddenly  fome  joys  I  feel, 
I  hear  a  Savior  fpeak  : 

10  "  Cheer  up,  for  I  have  di'd, 
*'  My  precious  blood  is  fpilt  ; 

•■<  Behold  my  flowing  crimfon  ftreara, 
To  wafh  away  your  guilt.'** 

1 1  My  fears  and  grief  and  guilt. 
Bid  inftantly  depart, 

Strange  and  furprifingly  I  felt, 
Wrapt  in  my  Savior's  heart, 

1 2  Strangely  my  ftate  was  chang^dv 
And  i  began  to  fing, 


(    39    ) 

All  glory  to  thCvGod  of  love. 
Who  doth  fuch  f«rectnefs  bring, 

13  I'll  praifc  thee  while  I  live — 
I'll  praife  thee  when  Idle  — 

1*11  praife  thee  when  I  rife  again, 
And  to  eternity, 

H  Y  M  N    XXXI I L 

The  Chryiian's  Enquiry ^^ 

^rir^lS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
J_       Oft  it  caufes  anxious  thought. 

Do  1  love  the  Lord  or  no^ 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifelefs  frame  ? 
Hardly  fure  can  they  be  worfe, 
Who  have  never  heard  thy  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  fo  hard  remain, 
Pray*r  a  talk  and  burden  prove, 

Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Savior's  love. 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
All  is  darknefs,  vain  and  wild, 

lFill*d  with  unbelief  and  fin, 
Can  I  deem  myfelf  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read. 
Sin  is  mix^d  with  all  I  do  ; 

You  v/ho  love  the  Lord  indeed. 
Tell  rne — is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

B2 


(     40     ) 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  ftubborn  will, 
Find  my  fin  a  grief  and  thrall^ 

Should  I  grieve  at  what  I  feel. 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Should  I  joy  his  faints  to  meet, 
Choofe  the  way  I  once  abhor'd. 

Find  at  times  the  promife  fweet. 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord  decide  this  doubtful  cafe. 
Thou  who  art  the  people^s  fun. 

Since  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  indeed  it  be  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all.  Ml  pray. 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  this  day, 

H  r  M  N    XXXIV. 

Hymn  to  clofe  Public  Worjhip^ 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  bleffing  Lord, 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 
All  that  has  been  amifs  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Tho'  we  are  evil,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wafh  all  our  works  in  Jefus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  fetterM  foul  releafe. 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace, 

3  O  !  let  a  lafting  union  join 
My  foul  to  Chrift  the  living  vine  : 


(     41     ) 

Arid  faints  below  and  faints  above, 
JoinM  by  his  fpirit  and  his  love. 

HYMN     XXXV, 

The  Judgment  Hymn, 

THE  great  tremendous  day's  approaching, 
That  awful  fcene  is  drawing  nigh  j 
Was  long  foretold  by  ancient  prophets, 
Decreed  from  all  eternity. 

2  But,  O  !  my  foul,  reflecl  and  wonder  t 
That  awful  fcene  is  drawing  near. 

When  you  (hail  fee*  that  great  tranfat^ion. 
When  Chrift  in  judgment  (hall  appear, 

3  See  nature  ftand  all  in  amazement. 
To  hear  the  laft  loud  trumpet  found, 

Arife  ye  dead  and  come  to  judgment  ! 
Ye  nations  of  the  world  around. 

4  Loud  thunder  rumbling  thro*  the  concave  ; 
Bright  forked  lightnings  part  the  (kies ; 

The  heavens  a  (haking,  the  earth  a  quaking, 
The  gloomy  fight  attrarts  mine  eyes. 

5  The  orbit  lamps  all  veil'd  in  fackcloth. 
No  more  their  fhining  circuits  run  ; 

The  wheel  of  time  ftopt  in  a  moment ; 
Eternal  things  are  now  begun. 

6  Huge  mofly  rocks  and  tow'ring  mountains 
.  Over  their  tumbling  bafes  roar  j 

The  raging  ocean  all  in  commotion, 
Is  hov'ring  round  her  frighted  fliorc, 
B  3 


(     42     ) 

7  Green  turfy  grave-yards,  &  tombs  of  marble^ 
Give  up  their  dead,  both  fmall  and  great  i 

See  the  whole  world  both  faints  and  finners, 
Are  coming  to  the  judgment  feat. 

8  See  Jefus  on  the  throne  of  juftice. 
Come  thundering  down  the  parted  fkies. 

With  countlefs  armies  of  fhining  angels, 
With  Hallelujahs,  fhout  for  joy, 

9  Bright  fhining   ftreams    from    his    awful 

prefence, 
His  face  ten  thouCand  (iins  out-fhine. 
Behold  him  coming  in  pow'r  and  glory, 
Tq  meet  him  ail  his  faints  combine. 

10  Go  forth  ye  heralds  with  fpccd  like  lighte- 

ning, 
Cail  in  your  faints  from  diftant  lands, 
Thofe  that  my  blood  from  hell  hath  ranfom'ci, 
Whofe  names  in  life's  fair  book  do  iland. 

1 1  O  come  ye  blefTed  of  my  father. 
The  purchafe  of  m.y  dying  love  ; 

Receive  the  crowns  of  life  and  glory 
Which  are  laid  up  for  you  above. 

12  For  your  dear  fouls  which  have  contlnu'J 
With  me,  and  my  temptations  bore, 

I  have  provided  for  you  a  kingdom. 
To  reign  with  me  for  evermore. 

13  There's  flowing  fountains  of  living  water^ 
No  ficknefs,  pain,  nor  death  to  fear  ; 

No  forrow,  fighing,  no  tears,  no  weeping 
Shall  ever  have  admittance  here. 


(     4J      ) 

14  But  how  will  finners  (land  and  tremble, 
Vv'hen  juftice  calls  them  to  the  bar  ; 

Thofe  that  rtjeS:  his  ofFer'd  mercy, 
Their  everlaftitig  doom  to  hear. 

15  See  juftice  now  with  indignation, 
Calling  aloud  for  finners  blood  ; 

Thoie  that  have  flighted  ofFer'd  mercy, 
And  cTUcify'd  the  fon  of  God. 

16  Depart  from  me  ye  curfed  finners  ! 
My  face  you  never  more  {hall  fee  : 

Be  banifh'd  from  my  peaceful  prefence. 
To  endlefs  woe  and  mifery. 

1 7  Each  guihy    foul  then  ftruck^with  horror 
And  anguifh  throbbing  in  their  brcafts. 

Forever  doom'd  to  endlefs  forrow, 
And  never  more  to  hope  for  reft. 

18  Come  finners  here's  a  faithful  warning  ! 
Return  to  Jefas  while  you  may  ; 

For  he  is  ready  to  forgive  you. 
Or  elfe  you  muft  depart  away. 

HYMN     XXXVI. 

Gethsemane. 

GREAT  high  prieft  we  view  the  ftooplng 
V/ith  our  names  upon  thy  breaft  ; 
In  the  garden  groaning,  drooping, 
To  the  ground,  with  forrow  preft. 

2  "Weeping  angels  ftood  confounded, 
To  behold  their  maker  thus  j 
B  4 


r 

(     44     ) 

And  can  we  remain  unwounded, 
When  we  know  'twas  all  for  us  f 

3  On  the  crofs  thy  body  broken 
Cancels  every  penal  tie  ; 

Tempted  fouls  produce  the  token. 
All  demands  to  fatisfy. 

4  All  is  finiih'd,  do  not  doubt  it, 
But  believe  your  dying  Lord, 

Never  reafon  more  about  it, 
Only  take  him  at  his  v/ord. 

5  Lord  we  fain  would  truft  thee  folely, 
*T\vas  for  us  thy  blood  was  fpilt ; 

Bruifed  bridegroom,  take  us  wholly. 
Take  and  make  us  what  thou  wilt. 

6  Thou  haft  borne  the  bitter  fentence 
Paft  on  man's  devoted  race  ; 

True  belief  and  true  repentance. 
Are  thy  gifts,  thou  God  of  grace. 


H 


HYMN     XXXVIL 

The  true  Penitent, 
ARK  !  hear  the  found  on  earth  is  found. 


My  foul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  Icve,  that's  from  above, 
Of  pardon  bought  fo  dear. 

2  God's  minifters  like  flames  of  fira 
Arc  paffing  through  the  land, 

The  voice  is  hear  "  repent  and  fear> 
"  King  Jefus  is  at  hand." 


_        _     (    45     ) 

3-  God's  chirlots  they,  no  longer  {l:ay, 
They're  mounted  on  the  truth  ; 

The  faints  in  pray'r,  cry  Lord  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 

4  Young  converts  fing  and  praifc  their  king 
And  blsfs  God's  holy  name  ; 

Whilft  older  faints,  true  penitents 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

5  God  grant  a  fhower  of  his  great  pciv^r 
On  .every  aching  heart, 

Who  linQerely  to  Gcd  do  cry. 
That  they  m^y  have' a  part. 

6  Come  lovely  youth  embrace  the  truth, 
Azrec  with  one  accord, 

And  ufe  your  tongues  v/nue   you  are  young. 
In  praifing  of  the  Lord. 

H  Y  M  N    XXXVm. 

AHymnfcr  a  young  Convert. 
"VT"  J'HEN  converts  firft  begin  to  fing 

V  ▼       7  heir  happy  fouls  are  on  the  wing  ! 
Their  theme  is  all  redeeming  love. 
Fain  would  they  be  with  Chrift  above. 
2  With  admiration  they  beheld, 
The  love  of  Chrift  that  car.*t  be  told. 
They  view  themfelves  upon  the  fhore, 
And  think  the  battle  all  is  o'er. 
,  3  They  feel  themfelves  quite  free  from  pain, 
And  think  their  enemies  are  flaiii, 


(     46     ) 

They  make  no  doubt  but  all  is  v/eli. 
And  Satan  is  caft  down  to  hell. 

4  They  wonder  why  old  faints  don't  fing^ 
And  make  the  heav'nly  arches  ring — 
Ring  v;ith  melodious  joyful  foun4, 
Becaufe  a  prodigal  is  found. 

5  But  'tis  not  long  before  they  feel 
Their  feeble  fouls  begin  to  reel, 

1  hey  think  their  former  hopes  are  vain-, 
For  they  are  bound  in  Satan's  chain. 

6  The  morning  that  did  (bine  fo  bright, 
Is  turned  to  the  (hades  of  night  j 
Their  harps  that  did  with  mufic  iing, 
Are  now  untun'd  in  ev'ry  firing. 

7  Oh  !  fcclifh  child,  why  didfi:  thou  boafl 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coaft, 

Why  dofc  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'ft  this  feeble  clay  ? 

3  Come  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field. 
Come  gird  on  harnefs,  fword  and  fliield, 
»Stand  fall  in  faith,  fight  for  your  king, 
And  foon  the  vi£l'ry  you  fhall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your, j«inds, 
Then  meet  him  with  thefe  biefled  lines — 
For  Chrill  our  Lord  has  fwept  the  field^ 
And  we're  determin'd  not  to  yield. 


(    47     ) 
H  Y  M  N     XXXIX. 

ChnJTs  Invitation  to  his  Spouse. 

\    RISE  my  dear  love,  my  undefil'ddove, 
^/~j|^  I  hear  my  dear  Jefus  to  fay, 
The  winter  is  pail,  the  fpring*s  come  at  laft, 

My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

2  The  earth  that  is  green  is  fair  to  be  feen, 
The  little  birds  chirping  do'  fay, 

That  they  do  rejoice  in  each  other's  voice, 
My  love,  ray  dove  come  away. 

3  All  fmiling  in  iove  the  young  turtle  dove 
The  flower  appearing  in  May, 

All  fpeak  forth  the   praife  of  th«  ancient  of 
days, 
My  love  my  dove  come  away. 

4  Come  away  from  th'  world^s  cares,    thofe 

troublefome  fnares 
That  follow  by  night  and  by  day — 
That  you   may    be  free  from   the  troubles, 

that  bej 
My  love,  my  dove,  come  away. 

5  Come  away  from  all  fear  that  troubles  you 

* .;   here. 
Come  into  my  arms  he  doth  fay. 
That  you  may  be  clear  from  the  trotibles  ^o.n 
fear — 
My  lave  my  dove  come  away. 

B  i 


/ 


(     48     ) 

6  Come  away  from  all  pride,  from  ihzt  ra- 

ging tide. 
That  makes  you  fall  out  by  the  way — 
Come  learn  to  be  meek  and  your  Jefcs  tofeek, 
Ivly  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

7  As  t*  you  that  are  old,  and  wliofe  heart* 

are  grown  coid, 
Your  Jefus  inviting  doth  fay- 
That  he's  heard  your  cries  in  the  north  coun- 
My  love,   my  dove  come  away.        (tries, 

8  As  t*  you  that  are  young,  your  hearts  they 

are  (Irong, 
Your  Jefus  invites  you  away  ; 
From  antichrifi's  charms  to  your  Jefus'  kind 

arms. 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

9  And  as  to-the  youth  that   have   known    the 

truth/ 
Whofe  hearts  they  have  led  you  aftray, 
Come  hear  to  his  voice  and   your  hearts  fhal' 

rejoice, 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

I  o  My  dear  children  all  come  hear  to  my  call. 

While  I  Hand  knocking  and  fay — 
My  head's  wet  with  dew  ray  children  for  you, 
My  Icve,  my  dove  come  away. 

I I  My  fatlings  are  kill'd,  my  table  is  filled, 
My  maidens  attending  do  fay — 

There's  wine  on  the  lees  as  much  as  ybu  pleafe. 
My  love,  my  coye  com-;  away. 


(     49     ) 
12  Come  travel  the  road  that   leads  you   to 

God.  .     ,      ; 

For  it  is  a  bii'^ht  fhining  way  ; 
Come  run  up  aiul  down  my  errands  upon, 
My  love  my  dove  come  av/ay. 

H  Y  M  N     XL, 

The   Union. 

'T~^ROM  whence  doth  this  union  arife, 
£/     That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ? 
It  fadens  our  fouls  in  fuch  ties. 

That  nature  and  time  can't  remove. 

1  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 

Nor  vet  in  a   Paradife  loil  ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground. 

And  Jefus'  denr  blood  it  did  coft; 

3  My  friends  are  fo  dear  unto  me, 
Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ; 

Where  Jefus  is  gone  we  ihall  be. 
In  yonder  bleft  manfions  above. 

4  O  !  why  then  io  loath  for  to  part 
Since  we  (hall  ere  long  meet  agaiu, 

Engrav'd  on  Jmmanul's  heart, 
A  dillance  we  cannot  remain 

5  And  when  we  (Iiali  fre  that  bright  day^ 
And  join  with  the  angels  above. 

Leaving  thoK  vile  bodies  of  cli", 
United  with  Jefus  in  lovi, 

B.7 


'         .  (     so     ) 

5  With  Jefas  we  ever  (hall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glory  fhall  fee, 
Singing  hallelujahs,  amen, 
Amen,  even  ib  let  it  be. 

HYMN     XLL 

Christ's  Refurre^ion. 

CHRIST  our   Lord  is  rifen  to-dr.y 
Our  triumphant  holy  way — 
Who  fo  lately  on  the  crofs, 
Suffer''d  to  redeem  our  iofs. 

2  In  our  pafchal  joys  arirl  feafi: 
Let  the  Lord  of  life  be  bleft, 
Let  the  holy  three  be  prais'd, 
And  to  heav'n  our  fongs  be  raisMj, 

3  Chriii  our  Lord  is  rifen  to-day, 
Chrifc  our  light,  our  life  cur  way. 
The  objeti  of  our  love  and  faith. 
Who  by  dying  conquered  death. 

4  The  holy  mari'yrs  early  came 
To  weep  o'er  the  Savior*s  tomb  \ 
Two  bright  angels  did  appear, 
\Vho  faid  Jefus  is  not  here, 

5  Where  is  he,  O  tell  us  where, 
His  bicfled  relidence  declare  \  ^ 
Jefus  fcek  among  the  dead, 

Far  from  thefe  dark  regions  fled« 

6  Fird  the  facred  place  behold, 

In  rapture  your  dear  Lord  unfold ; 
Then  lift  your  eyes  and  raife  your  voice^ 
li)  fongs  of  praife  we  will  rejoice. 


(    5'     ) 

7  Hafteye  fen- ales  from  the  fighfj* 
Make  to  Gallike  your  flight. 
And  to  his  difciplf  s  fay, 
Jefas  Chriil  is  ris'n  to-day. 

'8  Heralds  of  our  joy  to  you,   ; 
Grateful  thanks  and  love  arc    due  ; 
With  fongs  to  God  and  praifes  high. 
We'll  together  magnify. 
9  The  crofs  is  pad  the  crown  is  won. 
The  ranfom  paid  and  death's  (ling  gone  ^ 
Let  us  feaft,  and  fing,  2«d  fay, 
"jefus  Chrift  is  ris'n  to-day. 

HYMN     XLII. 

ChriJTs  Sufferings^ 

THRO'OUT  our  Savior's  life  we  trace 
Nothing  but  (hame  and  deep  dii*grac-i 
No  period  ^\(c  was  feen. 
Till  he  a  fpotlefs  vi£lim  fell, 
Tafting  in  foul  a  painful  hell, 
Caus'd  by  the  creature  fm. 

2  On  the  cold  ground  methinks  I  fecj, 
My  Jefus  kneel  and  pray  for  me  ; 

V    For  this  I'll  him  adore  ; 
Seiz'd  with  a  chilly  fvveat  thro'out, 
Blood  drops  did  force  their  palTage  out^ 
Thro'  ev'ry  opening  pore. 

3  A  crown  of  thorns  his  temples  borei 
His  back  with  lafhes  all  was  tore, 

B  8 


(    s^    ) 

Till  one  the  bones  might  fee  ! 
Mocking  they  pufh'd  him  here  and  thcrCj 
Marking  his  way  with  blood  and  tears, 

Prefs'd  by  fin's  heavy  tree. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  painful  came. 
Round  hini  they  mock'd  and  made  their  gamc^ 

At  length  his  crofs  they  rear — 
And  can  you  fee  the  mighty  God 
Cry  out  beneath  (in^s  heavy  load. 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

5  Thus  veiled  in  hurrianity, 

He  dies  with  anguifn  on  the  tree  ; 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  {hudd*ring  rocks  their  heads  decline, 
The  morning  fun  refused  to  (hirie. 

When  the   redeemer  itll. 

6  Shout  brethren,  (hoxit  with  fongsdivinej 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine 

To  quench  our  parching  thirft  r 
Seraphs  advance  your  voices  high'r. 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  unite  the  choir, 

To  praifc  your  precious  Chrift. 

H  Y  M  N     XLIIL 

Onginal  Sift ;   cr,  the  jirjl  and  second  Adam. 

ADAM,  our  father  and  our  head, 
Tranfgrefs'd,    and  juflice   doom'd  u% 
dead, 
The  fiery  law  fpeaks  ail  defpair. 

There's  no  reprieve  nor  pardon  therec 


(     53    ) 

2  Call  a  bright  council  in  the  ikies ; 
Seraphs  the  mighty  and  the  wife, 

Speak  ;  are  you  ftrong  to  bear  the  load. 
The  weighty  vengeance  of  a  God. 

3  In  vain  v;s  aflc  ;  for  all  around 

.  Stand  filent  througji  the  heavenly  ground-) 
There's  not  a  glorious  mind  above, 
Has  half  the  ftrength  or  half  the  love. 

4  But  O  !  unmeafurabje  grace  !  .  . 
The  eternal  fon  takes  Adam's  place; 

Down  to  our  world  the  Savior. flies. 
Stretches  his  naked  arms  and  dies. 

5  Amazing  work  I   look  down  ye  ficies. 
Wonder  and  gaze  with  all  your  eyes  ; 

Ye  faints  below  and  faints  above, 
All  bow  to  this  myfterious  love. 

-"h  y  m  n    xuv. 

Running  the  Chrifl'ian  race.     Phil.  iii.  12,   14, 

AWAKE,  my  foul  flretch  every  nerve. 
And  prefs  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

a  Tis  God's  all  animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high: 
Tis  his  own  hand  prefents  the  prize 

To  thine  afpiring  eve. 

J   A  cloud  of  witueiTcs  around 
Hold  thee  ia  full  furvev  ; 
B  9* 


(     54     ) 
Fcrget  the  fteps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

4  Blefs^d  Savior,  introduced  by  th£Ci> 

Have  we  pur  race  begun  ; 
And  crown'd  with  vi6tory,  zt  thy  feet 

We  lay  our  laurels  down. 

HYMN    XLV. 

j4  Sottas  FarewelL 

T  HEAR  the  gofpel',3  joyful  found, 
|_      An  organ  I  iTiall  be, 
For  to  found  forth  redeeming:  l-ove. 
And  iinner's  mifery. 

2  Honored  parents  fare  you  well, 

My  Jefus  doth  me  call ;  ^y^ 

I  leave  you  here  w;th  GoA  until       ^^r 
I  meet  you  once  for  all. 

3  Vv'ith  due  afre£lions  Til  forfak^ 
My  parents  z\\<^  their  houfe. 

And  io  the  wildernefs  betake. 
To  pay  the  Lord  my  vows. 

4  Then  thro'  the  wildernefs  I'll  run, 
Preaching  the  gofpel  free  j 

O  be  not  anxious  for  your  fen, 
The  Lord  will  comfort  me. 

^    And  if  through  preaching  I  {liall  gain 

True  fubjecls  to  my  Lord, 
'T'^'ii!  more  than  recompenfe  my  pain, 

Xq  Ice  them  love  his  word, 


(     55     ) 

6  My  foul  doth  wifh  Mount  Sion  well. 

Whatever  becomes  of  me  : 
There  my  bed  friends  and  kindred  dwell, 

Aiid  there  I  long  to  be. 

HYMN     XLVI. 

Hymn  for  the  Lord^s  Supper. 

JESUS  once  for  finners  flain. 
From  thie  dead  was  raisM  again, 
And  in  heaven  is  now  fat  down, 
"With  his  father  on  the  throne. 

2  There  he  reigns  a  king  fupreme. 
We  (hall  alfo  reign  with  him  ; 
Feeble  fouls  be  not  difmay'd, 
Truft  in  his  Almighty  aid. 

3  He  has  made  an  end  of  fin, 
AndJ^  blood  has  wa{li*d  us  clean  ; 
Fe^BPet,  he  is  ever  near, 

Now,  e'en  now  he's  with  us  here. 

4  Thus  afiembling,  we  by  faith, 
Till  he  come,  fhow  forth  his  death  5 
Of  his  body  bread's  the  fign, 

And  we  drink  his  blood  in  wine. 

5  Bread  thus  broken  aptly  (hews. 
How  his  body  God  did  bruife  : 
"When  the  grape's  rich  blood  we  fee, 
Lord,  we  then  remember  thee. 

6  Saints  on  earth  and  faints  above, 
Celebrate  his  dying  love, 

And  let  every  ranfom'd  fou), 
Sound  his  praife  from  pole  to  pole. 


/  ,         (     5§     ) 
HYMN    XLVIT. 

Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Christ. 

COME  ye  Tinners  poor  and  wretched. 
Weak  and  wounded,   fick  and  fore, 
Jefus  ready  ftands  to  fave  you. 

Full  of  pity  joined  with  power  : 
He  is  able,  he  is  aWe,  he  is  able. 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more, 

2  Ho  !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God*s  free  bounty  glorify, 

True  belief  and  true  repentance. 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh ; 

Without    money,    without  money,    without 
money,     . 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrifl  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  confcience  make  you  Hnge^^J 
Nor  of  fitnefs  fondly  dream  ; 

All  the  fitnefs  he  requireth, 

Is  to  fell  your  need  of  him  ; 
This  he  gives  you,  this  he  gives  you,   this   he 

pives  vou, 
'Tis  the  fpirit's  rifing  beam. 

4  Come  ye  weary  he?.vy  laden. 
Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  ])etter. 

You  will  v.ftvQX  come  at  all  ; 
Not  the  ri;:'hteous,  not  the  riohteou?.  not   the 

righteous, 
Sinners  Jefus  come  to  Call, 


(    57     ) 

^  View  him  grov*ling  In  the  garden, 

Lo  your  maker  proftratc  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him. 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
It  is  finifti'd,  it  is  finiftiM,  it  is  finifh'd  I 
Sinners  will  not  this  fuffice  ? 

6  Lo  th'  Incarnate  God  afcended. 
Pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood  *, 

Venture  on  liim,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  truft  intrude, 
None  but  Jefus,  none  but   Jefus,  none   but 

Jefus, 
Can  do  helplefs  finners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praifes  of  the  Lamb  ; 

blifsful  feats  of  heaven 
echo  with  his  name, 
1^  hallelujah,  hallelujah, 
Sinners  Ecrt  may  fing  the  fame, 

HYMN      XLVIIL 

Tk<:  cor,defcending  Love  and    Mercy  of  God  in 
fallen  mans  redemption. 

GOD'S  power  and  wifdom   is  difplay'd 
In  ev^ry  thing  his  hancj^  have  made  ; 
But  mere  his  mercy  and  his  grace, 
In  faving  fallen  Adam's  race. 

2  The  matchlefs  grace  and  love  of  God| 
Appears  in  fhedding  of  his  Wood, 
For  poor  apoftate  Adam's  feed, 
^Tis  condefcending  love  indeed. 


^     58     ) 

3  Methlnks  I  heard  his  father  fay, 
•■*  The  utmoft  farthing  you  fliall  pay  • 
*«  My  injur'd  juftice  mult  have  right, 
*'  I  can't  abate  one  fmglc  mite. 

4  '<  Since  you  efpoufe  the  fmner's  caufe, 
**  You  muft  fulfil  my  righteous  laws  •, 
"  Altho'  you  are  my  darling  fon, 
*'  I  will  have  right  and  juftice  done." 

5  Hark  !  how  the  Savior  then  reply'd  j 
*'  Since  juftice  muft  be  fatisfy'd, 
**  I  am  your  moft  obedient  fon  :  , 
**  My  father  let  thy  will  be  done  I 

6  "  I  give  myfelf  into  thy  hands, 
**  Let  juftice  have  its  full  demands  ; 
<*  If  all  my  blood  will  pay  the  debt, 
"  Man  fha'nt  be  loft  for  want  of  thajjj, 

7  *'  If  that  my  life  will  but  atone 
•*  For  the  offence  that  man  has  done 
**  I  freely  will  refign  my  breath, 

*'  To  fave  their  precious  fouls  from  death.'" 

8  Amidft  his  forrows  for  a  fpace, 
His  father  hid  his  fmiling  face. 
Which  did  extort  fuch  bitter  cries 
As  fill'd  all  nature  with  furprife. 

9  Thofe  piercing  words,  Eliy  Eli, 
Likewife  Lama  sahachthtni ! 
Which  our  expiring  Lord  did  fpeak, 
They  made  the  univerfe  to  fhake. 

10  Well  might  the  fun  its  glory  veilj 
And  ev'ry  thing  in  nature  faiU 


(    59    ) 

>4nd  blufh,  had  they  but  eyes  to  fee 
Their  maker  hanging  on  a  tree. 

1 1  What  adamantine  hearts  of  flone 
Could  hear  our  Savior's  dying  groan, 
And  not  lament  in  any  fliape, 
Except  fome  harden'd  reprobate  ? 

12  How  could  the  fpotlefsLamb  cf  God, 
Confent  to  fpill  his  precious  blood  : 

To  fave  a  ftubborn  guilty  wretch  ? 
'Twas  love  indeed  without  a  match  ! 

13  O  !  what  is  fin,  that  fpawn  of  hell  ? 
Its  dreadful  nature  who  can  tell  ? 

No  man  on  earth,  nor  Gabriel's  tongue. 
Can  e'er  exprefs  what  fin  has  done. 

14  Gods'  grace  and  love  to  fallen  mari, 
Ourhunjan  reach  can  never  fcan  ! 

An  iJ^el's  tongue  can  fay  no  more, 
•It  i^^iea  without  a  ihore. 

15  Arife  ye  ftupid  fouls,  and  view 
What  your  dear  Lord  has  done  for  you  j 
And  fpend  the  remnant  of  your  days 
In  ftriving  to  advance  his  praife, 

J  6  The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit  too, 
All  praife  and  honor  are  their  due, 
From  fpotlefs  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  human  creatures  ev'ry  one. 

H  T  M  N    XLIX.     InvitatiQiu 


c 


OME  and  tafle  along  with  mc, 
Confohtions  running  free , 


(    6o    ) 

From  ray  Father's  worthy  home, 
Sweeter  than  the  honey  comb. 

2  Wherefore  fhould  I  thirfl:  alone. 
Two  are  better  flill  than  one  j 
More  that  comes  of  free  good  will, 
Makes  the  bargain  fweeter  ftill, 

3  Saints  in  glory  fmg  aloud. 
For  toffee  an  heir  of  God  ; 
Coming  in  at  heaven's  door. 
Making  up  the  number  more. 

4  Goodnefs  running   like  a  ftream, 
Through  the  new  Jerufalem  ; 

By  it=j  conftant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

5  Though  my  body  do  its  beft. 
For  to  keep  me  off  from  Chrift  5 
See  the  trcafure  coming  in, 
Deftin'd  to  the  port  of  fin, 

6  Sinful  nature,  lurking  vice, 
Cannot  flop  the  run  of  grace  ; 
Whilft  there  is  a  God  to  give. 
And  a  finner  to  receive. 

7  When  I  go  to  heaven's  ftore, 
Afivlngfor  a  little  more; 
Jofeph  gives  a  double  fliare, 
Calling  me  a  gleaner  there. 

8  Then  I  go  rejoicing  home. 
From  the  banquet  of  perfume  y 
Gleaning  manna  on  the  road. 
Dropping  from  the  mouth  of  God, 


(     6r     ) 

9  Heaven  here  and  heaven  there, 
Comforts  growing  every  where 
This  I  boldly  can  atteft, 
That  my  foul  has  got  a  tr.de. 

H  Y  M.  N     L. 

The  iruU  cnllghlcned  foul  in  the  valley  of  httrfiU' 
laiion^  humhhj  r?jignsd  at  the  foot  <cf  a  fove- 

THE  man  that.vie^vs  his  guilt  and  Cm 
"\7ith  clear  enllghten'd  eyes, 
Ke  feec.how  vile  a  v/retch  he*s  been, 
And  down  in  dud  he  lies, 

2  "vVith  humble,  low  fubmifnon  'tis 
His  foul  is  bro*t  to  fay, 

That  God  the  fov'reign  pot'er  is, 
And  he  but  worthlefs  ci.iy. 

3  His  views  are  juil  and  adequate. 
He  fees  it  would  be  right. 

If  God  fliould  fix  his  future  ilate 
In  black,  eternal  night. 

4  He  gives  it  in  both  free  and  frank, 
His  all  he  then  refigr.s, 

He's  willirpr  row  to  lign  the  I^'ank, 
And  God  fnculd  write  the^  lines. 

5  But  yet  he^  can  t  defpair  of  grace. 
He  wrefiles  with  his  God, 

^nd  begs  his  preclou?  foul  might  taile 
The  merits  of  his  blood. 


(       62       ) 

6  He  pleads  the  merits  of  the  Laml^j 
That  his  poor  foul  may  live  ; 

He  can't  be  willincy  to  be  damn'd. 
Such  language  he  doth  give. 

7  '«  The  fouls  condemn'd  to  endiefs  flames 
"  Blafpheme  the  God  above, 

«•'  While  heav'nly  faints  in  highed  drains, 
'*  Do  praife  redeeming  love. 

8  '<  Should  I  be  doom'd  to  endiefs  woe, 
"  To  burn  forever  more, 

**  'T  would  never  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
."  Nor  cancel  all  the  fcore. 

9  "  Ten  million  years  in  fire  and  fmoke=, 
"  Amidft  the  livid   flame, 

'•^  Will  gain  no  credit  on  thy  book, 
<•  The  debt  is  ftill  the  fame. 

10  <'  But  if  by  Ghrift  my  foul  is  freed. 
He  will  my  furety  ftand, 

And  every  mite  will  then  be  paid, 
"'•  V^^hich  juftice  can  demand. 

11  ^«  If  fuch  a  brand  of  fire  as  I, 

'*  Should  now  be  pluck'd  from  hellj, 
<'  How  would  the  wmged  feraphs  fly, 
*'  Such  bleffed  news  to  tell. 

12  '^  To  Father  Son,  and  Holy  Ghoft, 
«'  What  Glory  would  redound  ? 

Hovt^  wcm:!  i  the  fporlefs  heav'nly  hoft, 
"•*  i'hcn- golden  trumpets  found  ? 

13  «'  Muft  I  defpair  of  future  blifs, 
<*  And  i'o  withdraw  my  fuit  ? 


4C 


(     63     ) 

^«  No,  God  forbid,  fince  mercy  is 
«'  Thy  darling  attribute. 

14  *«  My  ardent  cries  (liall  ftili  afcend, 
'^  While  I  have  ppwer  to  fpeak, 

"  And  if  I  perifli  in  the  end, 
««  I'll  die  beneath   thy  feet." 

15  The  man  that's  brought  to  fuch  a  cafe, 
God  won't  his  fuit  deny  j 

But  he  will  give  him  faving  grace, 
And  lift  his  foul  on  high. 

16  The  one  in  three,  and  three  in  one, 
All  glory  is  their  due, 

From  beings  far  above  the  fun, 
And  human  creatures  too. 

HYMN     LI. 

Fieius  cf  Heavenly  Glory, 

NO  pen  can  write  that  fweet  delight. 
Nor  human  tongue  exprefs  ; 
There's  none  believes,  nor  can  conceive 
That  joy  and  happinefs. 

2  That  great  degree  now  fliewn  to  me, 
Of  future  joy  and  peace  ; 

When  they're  reveal'd  and  not  conceal'^ 
My  life  doth  almoft  ceafe. 

3  r.icrnal  {ongo  cf  praifc  belong 
To  Chrift  my  Savior  dear  ; 

And  I  mull  fing  to  Chrift  my  king, 
And  honor  him  with  fear. 


(     64     ) 

4  When  I  (it  down,  to  view  that  erov/n , 
Laid  up  for  mc  above. 

To  meditate  and  contemplate  . 
On  God's  eternal  love. — 

5  My  foul  doth  leap  to  think  how  deep. 
My  Savior*s  love  hath  been  ; 

I'm  carry 'd  out  in  thoughrs  devout. 
On  things  that  are  unfeen., 

6  This  real  view  appears  fo  true, 
That  Jefus  is-  the  man 

That  did  agree  with  God  for  mc, 
Before  the  world  began. 

7  Lord  when  (hall  we  like  angels  be. 
And  travel  thro*  the  air  ; 

And  all  thy  hod  travel  this  courfe, 
And  meet  together  there  ? 

H  Y  M  N     Lll. 

A  Prcfpeci  of  Heaven. 

r  THEN.  God  on  high  fhall  magnify, 
V      His  everlafting  love  ; 
And  fend  for  m.c  to  let  me  fee 
My  heritage  above — 

2  Then  I  (hall  rife  above  the  ftciec, 
In  praifing  God  with  fongs  ; 

The  feraphs  they'll  (hew  us  the  v.-ay, 
Where  all  the  angels  throng. 

3  \ Then  I  (hall  fiiine  in  light  divine, 

iMore  than  the  morning  fair, 


The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  one^ 
And  I<m  a  chofen  heir. 

4  There  fee  and  feel  what  they'l  reveal^ 

With  pleafure  and  delight  5 
Then  furely  theyl  their  joys  unveil. 

And  treafures  infinite. 

CONTINUED, 

HYMN     UII. 

LORD,  when  fliall  we  mount  up   to  thee 
J  Upon  the  wings  of  grace. 
And  fee  thy  bright  and  lilly  white, 
And  ruddy,  rofy  face — 

2  And  be  fo  near  that  we  can  hear 
Thy  ravifhing  fweet  voice, 

And  talk  with  thee  forever  free 
And  in  thy  love  rejoice. 

3  And  dwell  above  in  flames  of  love, 
Where  heart  and  all  fliall  melt — 

Where  love  like  ftrcams  and  light  like  beams, 
Through  ages  fliall  be  felt. 

4  Where  thou  art  fcen  and  I  fiiall  kan. 
Forever  on  thy  breaft, 

And  dwell  above  in  flames  of  love. 
And  be  thy  heav'nly  gueft. 

5  Where  heart  and  mind  fliall  all  be  joined 
With  thoufands  round  thy  throne, 

And  fliall  unite  in  fweet  delight. 
That  now  is  much  unknown. 


(     66     ) 

6  In  that  bright  place  where  we  thy  face- 
Shall  fee  in  glory  (hine, 

And  drink  new  wine  frefli  from  the  vine. 
And  be  forever  thine. 

7  Amen,  amen,  the  angels  cry, 
Salvation  is  his  due, 

And  we  to  all  eternity. 
His  praifes  fhall  renew, 

HYMN     LTV. 

Death  and  Eternity, 

MY  thoughts,  that  often  mount  the  Ikies, 
Go  fearch  the  world  beneath. 
Where  nature  all  in  ruin  lies, 
And  owns  her  fovereign  death. 

2  The  tyrant  how  he  triumphs  here. 
His  trophies  fprcad  around  ! 

And  heaps  of  duft  awd  bones  appear 
Through   all  the  hollow  ground, 

3  Thofe  fkulis,  what  ghaftly  figures  now  ! 
How  loathfome  to  the  eyes  ! 

Thofe  are  the  heads  we  lately  knew 
So  beauteous  and  fo  wife. 

4  But  where  the  fouls  thofe  deathlefs  things 
That  left  their  dying  clay  ? 

My  thoughts  now  ftretch  out  all  your   wingSj^ 
And  trace  eternity  I         i 

5  O  that  unfathomable  fea  f 
Thofe  deeps  without  a  (hore  ! 

V/here  living  waters  gently  play, 
Or  fiery  billows  roat. 


(     67     ) 

6  There  we  fball  fwim  in  heavenly  blifsj, 
Or  (ink  in  flaming  waves. 

While  the  pale  carcafe  breathlefs  lies 
Among  the  iilent  graves. 

7  "Prepare  Up  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 
*'  Then  come  the  joyful  day, 

V  Come  death,  and  fome  celellial  band  , 
'*  To  bear  our  fouls  away.'' 

H  Y  M  N     LY. 

^he  Loving  Kindness  ofth^  Lord,  Ifai.  Ixiii.  7° 

A    WAKE  my  foul,  in  joyful  lays, 
,r\^   And  fing  the  great  redecm^er's  praife  3 
He  juilly  clAini3  a  long  from  me, 
His  lQ.ving  kindneii,  O  how  free  i 

2  He  favv  me  ruin'd  in  the  Fail, 
Yet  loy*d  me  notwithftandlng  all  ; 
He  favM  me  from  my  ioO:  eftate. 
His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  great  I 

3  Tho'  numerous  holls  of  mighty  foes, 
Tho"  eartji  and  hell  my  v^.rf  oppofe, 
He  fafely  leads  my  foul  along, 

His  loving  kindnefs,  O  hov/  ilrong  N 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'-d  thick,  and  thunder'd  loudj 
He  near  my  foul  hasaUvays  flood. 

His  loving  kindnefs,  O  how  good! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  Hnful  h'^art, 
•"^fonefrom  my  Jefii-s  to  depart  j 


.(     63     ) 
But  tho'  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving  kindneTs  changes  not, 

6  Soon  fliall  I  pafs  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  uli  my  mortal  pov/ers  muft  fail  5 
Oh  !   may  my  Lill  expiring  breath, 
His  loving  kindnei's  fing  iii  death  ! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  foar  away. 
To  the  bright  v/or Ids  of  endlcfs  day  ; 
And  lii:g  with  rapture  and  furprife. 
His  loving  kindnefs  in  the  fkics. 

HYMN     LVI. 

GOD^S  Love  to  Vis  Saints. 

'7k    iTY  God  above  with  fmiles  of  love, 
^^Vj.    -^"d  bHfsful  vi'ords  will  fay, 
«•  Thoftf  faints  of  mine  did  once  incline, 
«  From  my  commands  to  llray  : 

2  "  But  Chriit  my  fon,  my  only  one, 
"  Was  wounded  for  their  (ins  j 

«'  So  for  his  fake  Ml  pity  take, 
"  And  make  them  v/elcome  in. 

3  '^Tll   make  .  them    heirs   and   give  them 

Ihares, 
<'  And  they  fhall  live  with  me  : 
"  I'll  give  them  crowns  inftead  of  frov/ns, 
"  And  joys  eternally." 

4  I  have  a  robe  above  the  globe, 
Which  Jefus  gave  to  me  ; 

*Tis  clean  and  white,  it's  pure  and  bright, 
And  thas  his  gift  was  free. 


(     69     ) 

5  It  coft  him  dear^  bat  he  was  freei^ 
Than  I  was  to  receive  ; 

And  he's  got  more  laid  up  in  flora 
For  all  that  will  believe. 

6  It  any  thofe  fhoiild  want  to  know 
Where  Jefus  g^vs  me  this, 

And  aflc  if  he  eleded  rr.e. 
Then  I  could  teli  them  yc?. 

y  If  Chrift  made  known  unto  his  O'svn^ 
What  t'ley'i  receive  at  death,  '^ 

There's  not  a  faint  but  whst  v/ould  faint-,     / 
And  breathe  their  dying  breath.  f 

H  Y  M  N     LVII.  / 

LoTigings  for  Heaven  and  Ght^*      J 

JESUS,  I  thirft,  and  go  I  muft, 
I  long  to  be  above — 

1  long  to  fing  tr  Chrill  my  king,       ^ 

Where  oceaiio  Aov/  with  love. 

2  Ye  happy  fouls  that  always  roll 
In  love  and  joy  and  pe^icc, 

Which  always  run  thro*  God's  dear  for* 
Whofe  iove  will  never  ccafe. 

3  You're  bieft  I  fay  and  you  (hill  ftajr 
With  Jefus  Chrift  above  -, 

And  always  fv/irn  aionj  with  him 
In  occanj  full  of  love. 

4  Glory  to  God  the  father  be, 
Glory  to  God  the  fon, 

Glory  to  God  the  Holy  Ghoft, 
Glcry  to   God  alone. 


(     70     ) 
H  Y  M  N     LVIII. 

The  Holinejs  cf  God^  Ifaiah  8.   13. 

"TOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 
J^   Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord  I   the  angels  cry, 
Thrice  holy,  kt  us  fing. 

2  Hcav'n'b  bri^htefl  lamps  with  him  compar*(l) 
How  mean  they  look  and  dim  ! 

The  faireit  angels  have  their  fpots 
W^hen  once  compaflJd  with  him. 

T   Holy  is  he  in  sU  his  works, 

And  truth  Is  his  delight  j 
But  fimiers  and  their  v.itked  v/ay^ 

Shall  pciitli  from  his  fjght. 

4   The  deepeft  reverence  of  the  mindj, 

Pay  O  my  foul  to  God  : 
tAft  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 

To  his  uibllme  abode. 

^  With  facred  awe  pronounce  hia  name. 
Whom  words  nor  thout'hts  Can  reach  5 

A  brokefl  heart  (hail  pisafe  him  more 
Than  the  beft  forms  of  fpeech. 

6     Thou  holy  God  !  preferve  my  fou? 

From  all  pollation  free  ; 
Ti  r  pare  i.i  heart  are  thy  deliglit, 

Aod  they  thy  face  Ihall  kt. 


(     71     ) 
HYMN    LIX. 

Faith  Cofiqueritig. 

THE  moment  a  fiimer  believes, 
And  trufts  in  his  crucify'd  God^ 
His  pardon  at  once  he  receives, 
Redemption  in  full  thro«  his  blood. 
Tho*  thoufands  and  thoufands  of  foes, 
Againft  him  in  malice  unite. 
Their  rage  he  thro'  Chrift  can  oppofe,' 
Led  forth  by  the  fpirit  of  light. 

2  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 
And  brings  fuch  falvation  as  this. 

Is  more  than  mere  notion  or  name. 

The  work  of  Gcd's  fpirit  it  is  ; 

A  principle  a6live  and  young. 

That  lives  under  prcflure  and  load, 

That  makes  one  of  weaknefs  more  ftrong. 

And  draws  the  foul  upwards  to  God. 

3  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell , 
It  vanifiies  earth  and  defpair, 

And  O  let  us  wonder  to  tell. 
It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer. 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  duft, 
"With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend. 
To  hope  his  forgivenefs  as  juft, 
And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

-.4  It  fays  to  the  mountains  depp.rt, 
Thrit  Hand  between  God  and  tl:e  foul  -, 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart. 
And  makes  v.xunded  confciences  whole  ; 


(      72      ) 

Bids  fins  of  a  crlmfon  like  dle^ 
Be  fpotlefs  as  fnow  and  as  white. 
And  raifes  the  finncrs  on  high. 
To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 

HYMN    LX, 

The  Soul  in  the  Exerc'ife  of  Faith, 

YOU  faints  of  light  that  (hine  fo  bright, 
Above  the  lofty  Ikies, 
Come  fing  aloud  fince  you're  endowed 
With  holy  exercifc. 

2  My  fou!  doth  long  to  fing  a  fong 
Unto  my  Lord  above  ; 

And  there  unite  in  fweet  delight. 
With  all  the  faints  in  love. 

3  And  fpend  away  eternal  day, 
In  lofty  fongs  of  praife, 

And  thus  engage  throughout  the  age 
Of  everlafting  days. 

4  When  I  get  grace  and  ftrength  of  face. 
To  ftrike  thefe  heavenly  notes, 

I'll  praife  him  too  as  angels  ^Oy 
With  their  fweet  warbling  throats. 

HYMN    LXI. 

Ckrist^s  coming  to  Judgment, 
IT  T  THEN  Chrift  fhall  rend  from  end  to 

The  regions  of  the  air  ; 


(     7J.    ) 

And  fplit  the  ikies  In  twain  like wif?. 
Then  he'll  himfelf  appear. 

2  Then  he^ll  appear  a  drawing  near 
In  armies  broad  and  long, 

In  rank  and  file  ten  thoufand  miles, 
Methinks  I  fee  the  throng. 

3  Then  he  will  tell  the  archangel 
To  blow  the  trumpet  loud. 

That  all  might  hear  both  far  and  near. 
And  then  you*il  fee  the  croud. 

4  Then  he  will  call  both  great  and  fniall^ 
The  beggar  and  the  drudge  ; 

The  high,  the  low,  the  poor  alfo. 
To  come  before  the  judge. 

y  The  fheep  fhall  ilsnd  at  hiG  right  iiand, 

But  goats  on  his  left  fide  : 
Then  he  will  call  both  great  and  fmail 

To  have  their  cafes  -fry *d, 

5  Then  will  he  fay,  *'  depart  away, 
"  Ye  goats  go  down  to  hell, 

«<  And  wander,  therein  black  dcfoair, 
'<  And  bid  all  hope  farewell.'* 

7  But  to  the  red  ^romc  np  ye  bleft,  '- 

My  fweet  redcemer'U  fay, 
*'  And  dvveii  on  high  with  God  and  I^ 

<''  And  fing  my  praife  for  aye/' 

G 


.  (     74     ) 
HYMN     LXXI. 

The  love  of  CHRIST  to  his  Saints. 

NOW  who  are  they  who  dare  to  fay, 
I've  be^n  too  kind  to  thefe, 
A  right  I  have  to  damn  or  fave, 
If  men  will  not  believe. 

2  Thofe  robes  they  wear  tliat  jfhine  fo  fair, 
And  dazzle  like  the  fun, 

I've  kept  above  wrapt  up  in  love  5 
And  angels  ne*er  had  one. 

3  Dear  faints  but  I  was  forc*d  to  die. 
Or  you  muft  naked  gdrie  ; 

They're  made  for  you,  I  know  they'll  do/ 
For  I  have  tr/d  them  on. 

4  Lord  when  ftiall  we  like  angels  bey 
And  travel  thro'  the  air  ; 

And  all  thy  ho  ft  travel  this  coaft, 
And  meet  together  there. 

HYMN     LXriL 

At  the  meeting  of  Friends.* 

WELLmet,  dear  friends  in  Jefus*  name, 
Come  let  us  now  rejoice  j 
While  we  our  Savior's  praife  proclaim. 
With  chterfal  hearts  and  voice 

^  But  O  !  dear  Jefus  Lamb  of  Gsd, 

Send  down  the  heav'nly  dove  ; 
His  graces  to  diffufe  abroad, 

To  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 


(    7J     )  ■ 

3  In  vain,  dear  Savior  here  we  m^et^ 
Except  thy  face  we  fee  ; 

Thy  piefeace  makes  a  heav'n  moft  fweet^ 
When   e*€r  we  meet  with  thee, 

4  A  dungeon  (hews  a  heaV'nly  dawn, 
When  there  with  thee  we  dwell  j 

But  when  thy  grefence  is  withdrawn, 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then  O  !  dear  Jefus,  candefccnd 
To  meet  us  with  a  fmile  ; 

Thy  fpirit's  quick'ning  influence  fend. 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile — 

6  That  at  the  clofe  each  one  may  fstyf 
"<  We  meet  not  here  in  vain  j 

<'  For  we  have  tafted  heav'n  to  day, 
«'■  Nor  could  We  more  cdntarn." 

HYMN    LXIV. 

At  Parting  of  Friendx* 

LORD,  when  together  here  we  meet|' 
And  tafte  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Thy  fmiles'are  fo  divinely  fwect. 
We're  loth  to  leave  the  place, 

2  But  father,  fihce  it  is  thy  willj 

That  we  muft  part  again ; 
Yet  let  thy  fpeciai  prefence  llill, 

With  cv'ry  one  remain. 

^  Let  us  all  in  Chrift  be  one, 
Bound  with  thq  cords  of  iovc  j 


(    76     ) 
Till  we  before  the  glorious  throne 
Shall  joyful  meet  above. 

4  There  void  »f  all  diftratling  palnf. 
Our  fpirits  ne'er  (hall  tire  ; 

But  in  feraphic,  endlefs  ftrains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

5  All  fm  and  forrow  from  each  htztt^ 
Shall  then  forever  ^y  ; 

Nor  (hall  a  thought  that  we  muft  part, 
Once  interrupt  our  joy. 

6  And  thus  to  all  ctcmityy 
Upon  the  heav'nly  (hore, 

The  great  myfterious  One  in  Threc^ 
Jehovah  we'll  adore. 

H  Y  M  N    L.XV. 
ANOTHER, 

NOW,  Ltard,  tho'  we  muft  part  av.hlle. 
Upon  the  facred  road  ; 
Yet  let  thy  face  upon  us  fmile, 
And  keep  us  clofe  to  God. 

a  And  if  again  on  earth  we«ieet. 

Lord  let  us  meet  with  thee  ; 
And  let  thy  gracious  prefence  fwecfe 

From  bondage  fet  us  free. 

3  Thic-  only  this  we  humbly  crave, 

While  earth  is  our  abode  ; 
That  we  with  Chrift  and  faints  may  have^ 

Communion  on  the  road. 


C     77    •) 

4  For  fince  otfr  fellowfhip  below, 
Affords  luch  joy  and  love  j 

We  long  its  full  extent  to  know. 
When  we  (hall  meet  above. 

5  And  Lord,  let  this  excite  us  on. 
To  keep  the  narrow  way  ; 

Till  we  ihall  meet  around  thy  throne, 
To  fpend  an  endlefs  day. 

6  Celeftial  dove  our  fouls  infpire. 
Maintain  this  flame  of  love  ; 

Till  we  fliall  meet  that  glorious  choir, 
Of  worlhipjpers  above. 

n  Y  M  N    LXVL 

Advici'  fc  Touth^  from  Eccl.  xii. 
■^TOW  is  the  time,  O  lovely  youth^ 
J^^    To  think  on  your  Creator  God, 
Attend  the  words  of  facrcd  truth. 
While  in  the  days  of  youthful  blood. 

2  This  is-the  only  way  to  find^  ^ 

The  patlis  of  peace  and  endlefs  joy — ^ 
The  way  to  ftove  your  youthful  mind 
With  pleafure  that  will  never  cloy. 

3  But  if  you  fooli(hly  delay, 

And  hearken  to  the  tenipter's  breathy 
To  v;alk  in  the  deftructive  way. 

Till  age  comes  on,  or  fudden  death — ^ 

4  O  think  what  dreadful  rilk  you  run— - 
You  hazard  your  immortal  foul. 


(    7?     ) 

Tp  be  eternally  unoone. 

And  plung'd  where  cndlcfs  forrbws  rolL 

c  Behold  the  wretch  advanced  in  years, 
And  with  his  years  grown  old  in  fm  j 

No  more  repentance  now  appears, 
Than  when  his  life  did  firft  begin. 

P  Lo  ftill  upon  the  horrid  brink 
Of  cvcrlafting  wrath  he  goes  ; 

Anon  with  horror  down  to  fink. 
Into  the  gulf  of  endlcfs  woes. 

7  Young  finners  then  a  warning  take, 
Now  in  your  precious  days  of  youth  i^ 

All  Hatt'ring  vanities  fqrfake* 

And  take  th*  advice  of  faqrcd  truth. 

ri  Y  M  N     LXVII. 

j^  dying  Sain f  J  view  of  H/ave». 

WHY  was  unbelieving  I, 
Trembling  fo  afraid  to  die  ; 
Now  iT»y  feet  in  fafety  ftand. 
Here  within  the  promis'd  land. 
Hallelujah. 

2  O  what  wond'rous  grace  is  here. 
Now  I*m  fafe  from  ev'ry  fear  ; 

Sin  and  doubts  are  ever  gone, 
Sighing  (hall  no  more  be  known  : 
Hallelujah. 

3  Henceforth  neither  grief  nor  pain. 
Here  fucceflive  pleasures  reign  j, 


(    79    ) 

Aii  things  our  Hofannah  raifc, 
O  the  glories  of  this  place  : 
Hallelujah. 

4  O  ye  perfc£l  happy  ones. 
Let  me  try  to  join  your  tunes 

Come  let  us  exalt  the  Lamb, 
Singing  ever  to  his  name  : 
Hallelujah. 

5  He  our  full  redemption  wrought. 
He  for  us  his  glory  bought ; 

From  the  earth  he  calls    us  home. 
To  our  father's  houfe  we're  come 
Hallelujah. 

6  Oft  in  Kedar's  tents  I  {trove. 
When  his,  lovely  fn  :e  was  hid  ; 

With  my  friends  to  raife  the  fong,^ 
But  it  languifliM  on  my  tongue  j 
Hallelujah. 

7  Jcfus  now  unveils  his  face, 
Here  I  fliout  with  fov'reign  grace 

Fiird  with  love,  inccflant  cry. 
To  his  praife  in  raptures  high  : 
Halleiujahv 

8  O  my  drooping  friends  below, 
Did  you  half  this  glory  know  i 

^aily  would  ye  ftretch  the  wing, 
Here  to  fly  and  thus  to  fing  i 
Halleluiah. 

C4 


(     8o     ) 

HYMN     LXVIII. 
0«  GRACE. 

IJJEAVENLY  thoughts  create  my  fong, 
;.£   And  fet  my  foul  on  fire  ; 
'  And  glide  my  pleafing  thoughts  along, 
To  join  the  heav'nly  choir. 

2  While  trav'ling  thro'  this  defart  land. 
My  weary  foul  fliall  reft  ; 

Guided  by  Jefus'*  gehtk  hand, 
To  lean  upon  his  breait. 

3  Here  I  will  eafe  my  burdened  mind. 
And  tell  him  all  my  grief  5 

From  Jefus'  blood  iry  foul  fliali  find 
The  ftreams  of  fweet  relief. 

4  rU  lay  me  down  within  his  arms 
And  view  his  lovely  face  ; 

As  one  overcome  by  fov'reign  charms, 
And  ioft  in  his  embrace. 

5  Here  Til  behold  with  joy  divine, 
The  fprings  of  rinng  blifs, 

And  joy  to  fee  that  Chrift  js  mine 
And  view  that  I  am  his. 

6  The  views  of  my  dear  bleeding  King,. 
Strike  an  im.mortal  flame  ; 

Raptur'd  with  joy  my  foul'lhan  fing 
The  pralfe  of  Jefus'  name,-*- 

7  Shall  fing  like  the  redeeming  throng, 
Of  my  incarnate  God  j 


(     8i     ) 

Hit  love  fhall  be  my  ccafelcfs  foiig, 
Who  wafhM  me  in  his  blood. 

8  High  on  the  throne  my  Savior  reigns  ^ 

Angels  adore  my  King; 
In  lofty,  fv/eet  feraphic  (trains, 

My  Savior*s  praife  they  fing. 

^  There  I'll  adore  my  dying  God, 

And  bow  before  his  face  ; 
ril  fmg  of  Jefus'  wounds  and  blood, 

And  praife  vi^lorious  grace. 

10  Amidft  th'  eternal  facredlruc— ■. 
Among  the  flarry  plains  5 

My  foul  (hall  fing  as  angels  da, 

In  fweet  QelefUal  drains.  I 

1 1  The  lieavenly  flame  fhall  ftill  afpire. 
Before  my  Savior's  throne  ; 

Jlis  love  ffiaU  feed  the  facred  fire. 
To  praife  the  Holy  One. 

HYMN     LXiX. 

4  Joules  viizu  :  Or,  partaking  nf  the  Lord  s  Sup* 
per. 

THE  tables  fpread,  my  foul  there  'fpies 
The  vi£lims  bleed,  the  Savior  dies, 
In  anguifh  on  the  tree  ! 
I  hear  his  dying  groans  !  I  prove 
His  bleeding  heart,  his  dying  love, 
He  dy'd,  my  foul,  for  thee. 


(     82     ) 

2  The  table's  fp^"  -:  —the  royal  food 
Is  Jefu:>'  fi:-:-.:d£jih  and  blood, 

A  1  -  jve  divine  :  a 

Ills  bkcuiiig  heart  \  his  dying  groans  1      '| 
Hi';  ^jcred  blood  for  fin  atones — 
^.^-^pnes,  my  foul  fcr  thine. 

3  The  fcaft  is  fpread  v/ith  bleeding  hands, 
Bedew'd  with  blood,  and  lo,  it  ftands 

To  fill  the  huFigry  mind  ; 
'Tis  free,  nnd   n'hofoever  will, 
May  feaft  his  foul,  and  drink  his  fill, 

Artf^  grace  and  glory  find. 

4  Vvhilil  at  the  table  fits  the  King, 
•AapturM  with  j  )y,  my  foul  fiiall  fing^ 

With  an  immortal  flame  ; 
My  Savior's  grace  111  flill  adore, 
With  joy  I'll  love  him  more  and  morCj,^ 

And  blefs  his  facred  name  ; 

5  O  facred  fiefh  1  O  folemn  fcaa  ! 
When  Chrifl:  my  Lord,  the  royal  gueft, 

Is  at  his  table  found  ; 
This  adds  new  glories  to.  my  joy-— 
It  bids  me  fing  and  well  I  may, 

It  makes  my  blifs  abound.  i 

6  *Tis  thus  m.y  foul  by  faith  is  fed,  ^ 
On  angel's  fooii  with  living  bread. 

And  manna  from  above — 
On  facred  flefh,  on  dying  blood  !  ^ 

Ifcaft  till  I  am  full  of  God, 

And  drink  tlit  v/inc  of  love. 


(     83    ) 

7  It  is  an  early  antipaft, 
Of  heavenly  blifs  it  is  a  taftc, 

A  tafte  on  earthly  ground  : 
\£  here  (o  fvveet — if  here  we  prove 
Seraphic  joy— celeflial  love, 

In  heaven  what  will  be  found  ? 

HYMN     LXX. 

Rcdempttoh  found  in  Jes  US,   under  thi  idea  of 
an  anchor  in  ajlorm.     Heb.  iv.   19. 

NOW  I  have  found  the  ground,  wherein 
My  foul*s  fare  anchor  may  remain  5 
The  wounds  of  Jefus  for  my  fin, 
'  Before  the  world's  foundation  lain  ; 
VVhofe  mercy  (hall  unlhaken  ftay, 
AYhen  heav'n  and  earth  arc  fled  away. 

2  Father,  thine  everlafling  grace. 
Our  fcanty  thoughts  furpafles  far  ; 

Thy  heart  ftill  melts  with  tendernefs^ — 

Thy  arms  of  love  ftill  open  are. 
Returning  finners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  tafte  and  live. 

3  ^^^y  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  fea. 
Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy  and  reft  \ 

flp?is  here,  when  hell  afraults,  I  flee, 
^^  And  Jook  into  my  Savior^s  breaft  j 

Aw-sy  fad  doubts  and  anxious  fear  j 

Mercy  is  all  that*s  written  there. 

4  Tii9*  graves  and  ftorms  go.  o<er  my  Her.d  — 
Tho^  ftrength   and  health  and  friends  k 

gone — ■  C  6 


C    84    ) 

Tbo^  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead-;-^ 

Tho*  every  comfort  be  withdrawn, 
On  thee  my  ftedfaft  foul  relies  ;  -^ 

Father  thy  mercy  never  dies.  i    ™ 

5  Fix'd  on  this  ground,  I  will  remain, 
Tho*  my  heart  fail  and  flefii  decay, 

This  anchor  (hall  my  foul  fuftain. 

When  earth's  foundation  melts  away ; 
Mercy^s  fullpow<r  I  then  fiiall  prove, 
Lov'd  %yith  an  everlafting  love. 

6  \7hat  in  thy  Icve  poflefs  I  not  ?  ** 
My  flar  by  night,  my  fun  by  day — 

My   fprings   of    life,    when    parch'd     withi 
drought, 
My  wine  to  cheer,  my  bread  to  flay — 
My  fhield,  my  ftrength,  my  fafe  abode  — 
My  palace.  Savior  and  rny  God. 

H  Y M  N     LXXL 

Qofpel  mwijier^s  call,  or  commtffton. —  From  fev- 
ital  fcriptures. 

THUS  faith  the  Lord,  yourmafter  dear, 
O  ye,  his  fervants,  whom  he  fends 
To  preach  his  gofpel,  far  and  nenr. 
E'en  to  the  world^s  remoteft  ends. 

2  Go  forth  ye  heralds  in  my  name, 
*'  Sweetly  the  gofpel  trumpet  found  j 

'«  The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim, 

<'-iViiere.er  the  human  race  is  found. 

3  "  Convince  9.  world  of  flnners  blind, 
";'  And  flie'i^'thenii  where  their  danger  lies 


I 


^.  (  85  )  . , 

'''^  The  broken  hearted  careful  bind, 

*"  And  wipe  the  tcara  from  weeping  eyes* 

4  '*  Be  wife  as.  ferpcnts  where  you  go, 

.  '•  Yet  harmlefs  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
**  And  let  your  whole  deportment  (how, 
'*  That  you'r  commiffionM  from  above. 

5  ".  And  as  you  freely  have  receiv*d, 
"  E*en  fo  to  others  freely  give  J 

*»  So  Ihal^  your  mciTage  be  believM, 
*<  And  many  dying  finncrs  live." 

6  *"  Mailer,  thy  word  we  have  obey'd,  , 

,  (Said  Chriil's  fwcet  mefiengersof  peace) 
And  lo,  the  devils  are  difmay'd, 

"  Trembling  they  flee  before  our  face.<^ 

7  Oh  !  if  I  had  an  angel's  voice, 

,   And  could  be  heard  from  pole  to  pole, 
I  would  to.  all  the  lift'ning  world, 
Proclaim  his   goodnefs  to  my  foul. 

8  O  happy  fervants  of  the  Lord, 
Who  thus  their  m^ftcr's  will  obey  5 

Immcnfely  great  is  the  reward, 
They  ihall  receive  another  day. 

HYMN     LXII. 

Divine  Fortituc^. 

DIDST  thou,  dear  Jefus  fuffer  fhame, 
And  bear  the  crofs  for  me  ? 
And  ihiii  I  i*ear  to  own  thy  name. 
Or   thy  difciple  be  ? 

C7 


(     S6     ) 

2  Forbid  it  liordthat  I  fftould  dread, 
To  fufFer  {hame  or  lofs  ; 

But  in  thy  footHeps  let  rr<e  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  crofs, 

3  Infpire  my  foul  with  life  divine. 
And  hcly  courage  bold  ; 

Let  knowledge,  faith  and  meeknefs  fninc. 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  erow  cold. 

4  Say  to  my  foul,  why  doil  thou  fear 
The  fact  of  feeble  man  ? 

Behold  thy  heavenly  captain's  hcre^ 
Before  thee  in  the  van. 

5  O  ho  v7  my  foul  would  up  and  run. 
At  this  reviving  word  ; 

Nor  any  painful  iufFTings  (hun, 
To  follow  thee,  my  Lord. 

6  For  this  let  men  reproach,  defame. 
And  call  v/e  what  they  will  ; 

Lb,  1  may  glorify  thy  name, 
And  be  thy  fervant  ftill.   * 

7  To  thee  I  cheerfully  fubmit, 
x\nd  all  my  pow'rs  refign  ; 

Let  wifdom  point  cut  what  is  fit, 
And  1*11  no  more  repine, 

F  A  U  S  E, 

8  ril  cheerfully  take  up  the  crofs. 
And  follow  thee,  my  Lord, 

r^ubiTiit  to  tortures,  fname  and  lofs, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 


(_    87     )_ 

9  But  this  I  promife,  to  fuldl, 
Through  thy  affilUng  grace. 

For  I'm  powerlefsj  and  a  weak  will, 
I  mull  with  (hame  confcfs. 

10  But  let  thy  grace  fuiticieat  be. 
In  every  time  of  need  ; 

Then,  Lord,  Ml  boldly  fight  for  thee, 
And  every  time  fucceec!, 

H  Y  M  N     LXXIIL 

The  rich P/ov'fon  of  the  Gcppd. 

TESUS,  thy  bkiTings  ate  not  f-.v. 
Nor  is  thy  gofpel  weak  ; 
Tliygvacecan  useit  the  rtuhborn  Jc:*/.^ 
And  heal  t]ie  dying  Greek. 

2  Wide  ^s  the  reach  of  Sataii^s  ragCj 
Does  thy  falvation  flow  ; 

It's  not  conlin'd  to  fex  or  age. 
The  lofty  or  the  low. 

3  While  grace  is  ofter'd  to  the  pi  hice, 
The  poor  may  take  their  fhare  j 

No  mortal  has  a  jud  pretence, 
To  perlfli  in  defpair. 

4  Come,  all  ye  wretched  fmners  come,. 
He<Il  form  your  fouls  anew  : 

His  gofpel  and  his  heart,  have  room 
For  rebels  fuch  as  you. 

5  His  doctrine  is  almighty  love  ; 
There's  virtue  in  his  name, 

C  8 


(     8?     ) 

To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 
The  Hon  to  a  lamb. 

6  O  could  we  ralfe  a  fong  of  pralfc, 

Half  equal  to  his  love  : 
The  heav'ns  would  ring  while  wc  fhould  fing 

Thro'  all  the  courts  above.  - 

H  T  M  N    LXXIV. 

The  Pilgrim^s   Song, 

CHILDREN  of  your  heavn'ly  King, 
As  you  journey  fweetly  fing  5 
Sitng:  your  Savioi^s  worthy  praife,    ' 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways; 

2  Ye  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  v^^ay's  your  fathers  trod  j  ' 
They  are  happy  now,   and  ye 
Soon  their  happinefs  (liall  fee. 

3  Oh  !  yebanifhed  feed  be  gladj, 
Chrift  your  advocate  is  made  ;    ' 
Us  to  fave  otir  fiefli  afTu-mes,   ' 
Birother  to  our  fouls  becomes. 

4  Shout  ye  little  flocks  and  blefs. 
You  on  Jefus*  arms  (hall  reft  ; 
There  your  feat  is  now-  prcpar'd, 
There's  j;o"ur  kingdom  and  reward. 

5  O  !  ye  brethlxn  joyful  ftand. 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  5 
Jefus  Chrift  your  Father's  Sorfj 
Bids  you  undifmay'd  go  on. 


(     89     ) 

6  Lord  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  •, 
Only  thou  our  leader  be. 
And  we  (till  will  follow  thee. 

H  r  M  N     LXXV. 

Celejlial  TVatering. 

SAVIOR,  vifit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain. 
All  will  come  to  diflblution, 
Unlefs  thou  return  again. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  diftance. 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high  ; 

Lell  for  want  of  thy  afliftance, 
Ev'i-y  plant  fiiould  droop  and  die. 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourifh<d, 
Ev^ry  part  locked  gay  and  green  : 

Then  thy  word  our  fpirits  nourifr/d, 
Happy  feafona  we  have  feen, 

4  But  a  drought  has  fince  fucceedcd, 
And  a  fad  decline  we  fee ; 

Lord  thy  help  is  greatly  needed. 
Help  can  only  come  from  thee. 

5  Where  are  thofe  we  counted  leaders, 
Fir'd  with  zeal  and  love  and  truth  \ 

Old  profeflbrs  tall  as  cedars, 
Bright  examples  to  our  youth  ? 

^  Sonie  in  whom  our  fouls  delighted. 
We  {liall  meej;  no  more  belov/  ; 

C9 


'         '   (    90    > 

Some^  alas  !  we  fear  arc  blighted. 
Scarce  ai  finglc  leaf  they  (how. 

7  Yourijger  plants  to  fight  how  plcafant, 
Cover*d  thick  with  bloflbms  ftood  5     ' 

BtK  they  caufc  us  grief  at  prefent, 
Froit  has  hip*d  them  in  the  bud. 

8  Dearcfl  Savior,  haften  hither, 
Thou  caTid  make  them  bloom  again  ; 

O  !  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Lei:  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 

9  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent. 
Make  us  pjcvalent  in  prayr  ; 

Let  each  one  efteem  the  fervant^ 

And  fhun  the  world's  bewitching  fnare. 

10  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power. 
Turn  the  ftony  hearts  of  f!e£h  ; 

Now  begin  from  this  good  ho^:r, 
To  revive  thy  work  afreih- 

B  r  ?A  N    LXXVI, 

The  J!i)iv  Travelhr. 

OH  !  \'\'^X^^y_  ^on\  how  fail  ycti  go. 
And  leave  me  here'behind  ;       ' 
Don't  flop  for  me  for  now  I  fee. 
The  Lord  isjufland  kind. 

2  Co  on,  go  on,  my  foul  f '^y^  go, 

And  I'll  come  after  vou  ; 
T:io'  l^ft  behind,  yet  IxTir.  find., 

I*U  Gng  Hofannah  tuo. 


(    9'     1 

3  God  give  you  ftrength  that  you  may  run. 
And  keep  your  foot -ftcps  right ; 

Tho<  faft  you  go,  and  I  foilow. 
You  are  not  out  of  fight. 

4  When  you  get  to  thofc  worlds  above, 
And  all  their  glories  -fee  ; 

When  you  get  home  your  journey's  donc^ 
Then  look  you  out  for  me. 

5  For  I  will  come  faft  as  I  can, 
Along  the  way  1*11  ftcer  ; 

Lord  give  me  ftrength,  I  fhall  at  length 
Be  one  among  you  there. 

6  There  altogether  we  fiiall  be. 
Together  we  ftiall  fing  ; 

Together  (hall  we  praife  pur  God 
And  everlafti  ng  king. 

7  When  we've  been  there  t^n  thoufand  year^ 
Bright  fhining  like  the  fun  ; 

We've  no  lefsdays  to  fing  God's  prai(e 
Then  when  we'd  firft  bfgun. 

U  T  M  N    LXXVhL 

*The  Fair  Alan/tons, 

WE  in  this  tabernacle  mourn> 
For  immortality  j 
3'4rden'Q  wit^»  ^n  we  daily  groatij 
And  loi>gj  \^\k  fet  fre?. 

%  We  vie^  this  «irorid  f^^  ?.€  r^^r  U<>^i^i 
Btit  fojoiirn  in  9  ^ale  ■  ' ' 


C    9^    )) 

We  fcek  4  city  yet  to  come, 
Where  joy  fhall  never  fail* 

3  We  have  an  houfe  above  the  fky. 
In  heaven's  unmeafur'd  fpace  5 

Where  we  fhall  dwell  eternally, 
To  fee  our  Savior*s  face. 

4  Roll  on,  roll  on  our  peaceful  years. 
And  bring  our  fouls  to  reft  j 

Where  troubles  end,  and  doubts  and  fearsj 
No  more  difturb  our  brcaft. 

5  Then  we  fliall  bid  a  long  farewell, 
To  all  thofe  fleeting  things  ; 

Our  clay  in  earth  we  leave  to  dwell, 
To  mount  on  facred  wings, 

6  Swifter  than  thought  we  foar  on  high^ 
Above  thofe  twinkling  ftars ; 

Fafs  through  the  regions  of  the  flcy, 
And  all  thofe  rolling  fpheres. 

7  The  fun  ere  long  will  difappear. 
And  finners  feel  their  lofs ; 

While  we  afcend  through  yielding  air, 
And  fleer  th'  eternal  courfe. 

S  New  winged  time  is  known  no  more, 

Eterniry  begins  ! 
Our  fouls  have  gained  the  heavenly' (liorc, 

And  view  th*  amazing  fcenes. 
9  Their  fcr.g^  begin  to  found  fo  f.rcet, 

Our  raptur-'d  fouls  on  fire, 
To  bow  around  our  Savior's  feet, 

Ar.d  join  the  heavenly  choir, 


(    93    ) 

ip  Unnumber'd  years  (hall  gently  roll. 

And  each  increafe  their  blifs  ; 
When  God  Oiall  fay  untc  each  foul, 

Come  dwell  where  Jefus  is. 

1 1  Then  will  your  blefied  Jefus  come, 
And  bid  the  dead  arife  ; 

And  call  his  weary'd  childjcen  home. 
To  raai^ons  in  the  flcies. 

1 2  Where  fin  and  forrow  all  (hall  ceafe, 
And  tears  be  urip'd  away  •, 

An4  nothing  (hall  difturb  our  peace, 
To  one  eternal  day. 

HYMN     LXXVIII. 

Love  to  ye/usm 

THEE  will! love  my  Lord,  my  towV, 
Thee  will  I  love  roy  joy  my  crown. 
Thee  will  J  love  with  all  my  powV 

Of  mind,  and  ftrength,  arid  heart  alone. 

2  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  throne. 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God  : 

Tjice  will  I  love  beneath  thy  frown, 
Th)[  fmiles,  thy  fceptre  or  thy  rod. 

HYMN    LXXIX. 

Praise  to  Redeeming  Qraee, 

DIFFUSE  thy  beams  and  teach  my  hearts> 
Now  with  genial  warmth  to  glow  ; 
Tor  Ip  !  without  thy  heav'niy  art, 
'   In  vain  my  lofty  numbers  flow, 


(     94    1 

1  Mag^nificcnt,  free  grace  arift, 

Out  fliine  the  thoughts  of  (liallow  man^ 

Sovereign,  preventing  all  divine, 
To  him  that  neither  wiU'dnor  ran. 

3  drand  is  the  bofom  whence  thou  flowed. 
Kind  is  the  heart  that  gave  thee  vent  \ 

Rich  is  the  gift  that  God  beftow'd, 
Lovely  and  fo  like  Ghrift  be  fent. 

4  Gtace  by  a  righteoufnefs  doth  reign, 
Wrought  by  the  facred  life  of  God  ;. 

Where  fin  is  fpoilM,  grace  (hall  maintain, 
Its  righto  in  Jefus*  facred  blood. 

5  Who  counts  the  fands  that  bounds  the  fea, 
Not  half  his  fins  can  number  o*er  ; 

And  ah  !  what  millions  yet  but  fee 

Grace  hath  ten  thoufand  mercies  more. 

6  Infinite  grace  how  full  of  God, 

In  cv'ry  work  of  thine — there  glows 
New  glories  in  thy  facred  blood, 
There  life  divine  eternal  flows, 

7  We  bowing  fing  thy  death  fo  ftrong 
Which  all  our  fouls  from  death  defends  5 

Shout  ye  rcdeemM— for  here  your  fong 
Begins,  and  never — never  ends. 


I  J 


HYMN    LXXX, 

Chrifl  the  Glorious  Lover. 

ET  Chrift  the  glorious  Lover, 
Have  everlafting  pniife, 


(     95    ) 

He  comes  for  to  difcover. 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

z  Ke  courts  a  wretched  finner. 
To  be  his  loving  bride  ; 

llcfolving  for  to  win  her. 
And  will  not  be  deny'd, 

3  "When  fir  ft  he  calls  upon  her, 
Herfelf  for  to  deny. 

To  caft  away  her  honor. 
And  lay  her  pleafures  by, 

4  To  part  with  ev*ry  notion, 
That  pufts  her  up  with  pride. 

To  take  him  for  her  portion 
And  b?  his  loving  bride. 

5  The  offers  he  makes  to  her, 
Is  whatfhe  can't  endure. 

She  thinks  it  will  undo  her 
To  part  v/iih  all  her  (lore. 

6  She  wilfully  refufes, 
To  yield  unto  his  will ; 

And  in  her  heart  fhe  choofes, 
Her  former  lovpr  ftilL 

7  She  bolts  the  door  upon  her, 
And  bids  her  Lord  depart ; 

No  more  will  fcrve  his  honor. 
Nor  give  to  him  her  heart, 

8  But  Jems  loves  the  finncr, 
And  will  not  leave  the  door ; 

E'Jt  cries,  O  charming  creature, 
Rejedl  my  fuit  no  more, 


C   96   ) 

p  My  love,  my  clo\r^,  my  ^Iwcl; 

Arife  and  let  me  in ; 
How  can  you  l>e  fo  crael, 

To  bar  your  h€a|t  w^h  fin, 

10  If  calls  and  invitation^ 
Will  not  excite  your  lav^c ; 

Prepare  for  condemnation. 
For  I  will  not  remove. 

11  He  then  difpkys  his  pow'r. 
By  an  almighty  word ; 

And  threatens  to  devour, 

And  ihcws  his  flaming  fword. 

i  2  She  now  begins  to  tremble 
At  what  (he  fees  and  hears  : 

And  feign  ihe  would  be.  humble^ 
And  waih  her  crimes  with  tearsi 

13  She  does  not  yet  difcovcr, 
The  filth  of  her  infide ; 

But  hopes  the  Lord  will  love  her. 
And  take  her  for  his  biide. 

14  But  like  refiners'  fire, 
That  fearches  ev'ry  part ;' 

Convi£lion«s  rifing  higher, 
3hc  feels  a  wrf  tched  heart. 

15  She  now  begins  to  languifh. 
And  none  can  her  relieve  , 

Her  heart  is  fullof  angyifo, 
To  find  ihe  can't  believe. 

16  Her  Savior  has  departed. 
And  left  her  full  of  woe  / 


(     97     ) 

j^nd  being  broken  hearted. 
She  cries,  what  fiiall  I  do  f 

17  But  Jefus  has  compaflioii, 
Still  moving  in  his  breaft  ; 

Intends  to  g.ive  falvation. 
And  eafe  the  foul  dillrefs'd. 

38  One  glimpfepf  love  and  pov;er 
Makes  her  forget  her  pain  ; 

She  cries,  O  happy  hour, 
Is  Jefus  come  again. 

19  Is  he  'J^hom  I  rcjcftcd, 
Stoop'd  down  to  me  fo  low  ; 

Good  newG,  but  unexpecled. 
It  hardly  C2n  be  true. 

20  And  rtlll  ftic  cries  more  fervent, 
Lord  don*t  thy  mercy  hide  ; 

Maylbecome  a  fervanr, 
And  fit  to  be  a  bride. 

2  7  The  msvriage  is  made  ready, 
The  parties  ?re  a;3:reed  ; 

The  holy  fon  of  David, 
And  Adam's  wicked  feed. 

22  The  finncr  is  ndcrned 

With  raim.ent  clean  and  vi-hite 

Her  {jns  are  freely  pardpn'd. 
And  (he's  her  love's  delight. 

li  They  eat  and  drink  tcgcthefj, 

And  m.'jtuaily  embrace -, 
pEcth  faints  and  apjjels  wonder* 
At  thts  furprlfing  grace, 


^U: 


(98     ) 

24  This  union  fhall  continue, 

For  evermore  the  fame  5 
And  nothing  part  afundeF, 

The  Chriftian  and  the  Lamb. 

-H  Y  M  N     LXXXI. 

The  Fight  of  Faith. 

OMNIPOTENT  Lord,  my  Savior,  and 
king, 
Thy  fiiccor  afford,  thy  rightcoufncfs  brings 
Thy  promifes  bind  thee  conipafHon  to  have, 

0  now  let  me  find  thee  mighty  to  fave. 

2  Rejoicing  in  hope  and  patient  in  grief, 

To  tiiee  I  look  ud  for  certain  relief; 
i.  ' 

1  fear  no  denial,  no  daiiger  I  fear, 

Nor  fcart  from  th«  trial  if  Jcfus  is  near. 

3  I  every  hour  in  jeopardy  ftand, 

But  thou  art  my  pow'r,  and  holdeft  my  hand  5 
I  wait,  I  am  calilng,  thy  fuccor  I  feel, 
It  faves  me  from  fallings  or  plucks  me  front 
hell. 

4  On  Jefus  my  Savior  I  then  will  rely, 
All  evil  bdfoie  Isis  prefence  (hall  fly  ; 

When  I  find  my  Savior,  my  fears  (hall  de- 
part, 
And  Jefus  forever  iliall  reign  in  my  heart. 

H  Y  M  N  LXXXII. 

lo  he  su;i^  hcjorz  g^ing  i?:i}  public  ivprshij)^ 

TPIE  Savior  meets  his  flock  today. 
Shall  I  in  fioth  abide  at  home  ^ 


(     99    ) 

Shall  I  behind  the  people  ftay   ? 

When  Jefus  calls  there  ftill  is  room, 
I'll  go — it  is  a  place  of  pray'r, 
Who  knows  but  God  may  meet  me  there  ? 

2  To  day  Immanucl  feeds  his  faints, 

And  here  the  Chriftians  find  their  King-*- 
They  lay  open  their  complaints, 

And  here  the  Savior's  praife  they  fmg ; 
Into  their  number  I'll  prefume, 
Since  Jefus  kindly  bids  me  come. 

3  How  long  did  faithful  Anna  wait, 

And  fought  the  Lord  full  four  fcore  years. 
Both  day  and  night,  at  th*  temple  gate  ; 

She  vvatch'd  with  many  fighs  and  tears, 
And  fcarcely  left  the  houfe  of  pray'r 
Till  God  vouchfaf'd  to  meet  her  there. 

4  Dear  Savior,  then  permit  me  pow'r, 
And  like  the  faints  Til  watch  for  thee^ 

Content  till  the  appointed  hour. 

When  thou  (halt  be  reveal'd  in  me  > 
Daily  my  foul  within  thy  gate,' 
Shall  for  thy  gracious  prefence  wait, 

t;  Remove  temptation,  O  my  Lord, 

And  let  my  enemies  be  fiain, 
Who  v/ould  v/ithdraw  me  from  thy  word, 

And  plunge.^nie  in  the  v/orld  3gain  : 

And  wen  the  Bridegrcom  rnallapt-'sr, 
O  imv  my  foui  be  found  in  pray'r. 


(       ^00      ) 

HYMN     LXXXIII. 

Guiil  and  diflrefs  infeparable  ccmpanions. 

SIN  is  the  fatal  caufe  of  woe, 
The  fpring  from  whence   our  troubles^ 
\ct  when  we  take  a  view  [floW| 

Of  thofe  who  fin  in  cv'ry  breath, 
Yet  feel  no  checks  in  life  and  death, 
We  fcarce  believe  it  true. 

2  Thoufands  around  feem  highly  blcfs'd. 
Who  treat  religion  as  a  jeft, 

A  fable  cr  a  fong,; 
Down  lifers  impet*Qus  ftijeam  they  glide, 
Favor'd  with  canvas,  wii;id    and  ti^?. 

And  fmoothly  float  along. 

3  By  pleafure's  flow'ry  baijk  they  (leer, 
]^o  troubles  feel,  nor  can  they  fear 

But  laugh,  and  fing,  and  play  ; 
Till  deep  tney  plunge  in  endlefs  night 
Without  one  drop  of  fweet  delight, 

Or  glimpfe  of  op*ning^day. 

4  O  fad  exchange  !  O  wretched  (late  ? 
Now  they  can  feel  (when  *tis  too  late) 

What  they  have  heard  in  vain  ;  -- 
Defpair  and  angui(h  dwtW  within, 
The  bitter,  bitter  fruits  of  fin, 

And  make  them  roar  with  pain  ! 

J  Their  groans  emphatic,  loud  cor^iplaln, 
*.Twas  guilt  that  caused  their  guilt  and  (bai^s 
And<free!j  they  conf  ^"^ 


(       101       ) 

The  bitter  pill  was  candy^d  o*cr> 
'Twas  all  indulgence  juft  before, 
But  now  *tis  all  diftrefs. 

6  More  they  would  own — but  I  forbear^ 
And  quit  thofe  regions  of  defpair  j 

And  now  would  afk  the  fainta, 
*'  If  guilt  be  harmlefs  tell  me  why 
"  Thofe  trickling  tears,  that  heaving  figb, 
•*  And  whence  thofe  fad  complaints/' 

7  When  fm,  that  viper,  you  carefs 
Striking  remorfe  and  keen  diftrefs 

Speedily  make  you  fmart  5 
'Tis  that  which  hides  the  Savior's  facc^ 
Incurs  his  frowns,  fufpends  his  grace. 

And  wounds  you  to  the  heart. 

8  Then  grief  like  heavy  tortentij  roll. 
Till  the  poor  agonizing  foul 

Lies  bleeding  on  the  rack  5 
The  round  of  duty's  trodden  ittll, 
But  'tis  like  laboring  up  a  hill, 

With  mountains  on  the  back. 

9  One  guilty  fcene  fuch  anguifh  brings. 
Clogs  the  poor  foul  and  clips  its  wings. 

And  drags  it  from  the  Ikies  5 
'Till  Jefus  drefs'd  in  white  appears, 
Forgives  the  guilt,  and  wipes  tlie  tears 

From  the  beclouded  eyes. 

10  O  Chriftians  !  never  hope  to  meet^ 
In  pleafures  finful,  tailing  fweet, 

But  bid  them  all  adieu  ; 


(     10-     ) 
Sdngs  from  forbidden  plcafures  grow, 
At  lead  my  foul  hath  found  it  fo, 
And  owns  th'  aflertion  true. 

1 1  Reftraining  grace  dear  Jefus  grant, 
Make  me  like  nature's  nobleft  plant ; 

And  may  my  fear  be  fuch^ 
That  when  temptaticns  lie  in  wait> 
I  may  difdain  the  gilded  bait, 

And  (hrinking,  ihun  the  touch. 

HY  M  N    LXXXIV. 


c 


^he  Sinner's  callrejeEled. 
OME  all  whoVe  fpent  your  blooming  days, 


In  your  own  lulls,  and  Satan's  ways  5 
Bow  down  to  God,  confefs  your  fin, 
Left  you  fhould  never  enter  in — 

2  In  thro'  the  gate  that  is  on  high. 
Which  leads  to  joys  above  the  fky  ; 
Where  all  the  faints  their  voices  raife, 
B.ejoice  and  fing  their  maker's  praife. 

3  All  who  ^o  vvifh  to  pafs  this  gate, 
Muft  walk  upright  and  very  ftraight  ; 
If  you  (hould  mifs  this  gate  I  know, 
Down  to  a  burning  hell  ypu^il  go. 

4  There  endlefs  forrow,  endlefs  pain^ 
Without  2  hope  of  peace  again  ; 

Oh  !  then  your  aching  fouls  will  fay, 
"  Why  did  we  God  fo  difobey," 

5  His  hand  was  ftretch'd  forth  all  the  day^ 
We  cannot  have  one  word  to  fay  5 


(     J03     ) 
■?or  wc  have  had  many  a  call, 
An4  "we  like  fools  rcjetled  all. 

6  One  word  of  caution  to  the  young, 
V/ho  never  have  God's  praifss  fung  5 
Give  up  to  chriH;  before  too  late, 

Or  elfe  in  hell  vou'U  have  vour  fate. 

7  Down  with  tf.e  heliifh  devils  there, 
LockM  do'vvn  in  horror  and  defpair  ; 
But  oh  !  the  formidable  cries, 
That  Gil  the  earth  and  reach  the  fKies. 

S  1  hey  turn  theii:  <;yes  to  heaven  and  fcc^ 
Where  all  the  righteous  people  be  ? 
Look  down  into  a  gaping  hell. 
Set  where  the  devils  hoii  doth  dweil>   ,, 

9  This  heaven  is  a  h?.ppy  place, 
^Vhere  all  the  people's  filled  with  grace  > 
This  hell  it  is  z  place  of  fpite. 
Where  forrow  are  that^s  infinite. 

10  Come  mind  the  words  v/hich  I  have  penn  d^ 
Left  down  to  hf  11  God  (hould  you  fend  ; 
The  place  I  v/ill  defcrlbe  once  more, 

'Tis  where  the  deyils  always  roar. 

H  r  M  N    LXXXV, 

The  foul's  cotifidsnce  w  God^s.  falthfidnef:, 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend, 
Whofe  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow% 
^jjTho  knows  neither  meafures  ncr  tr\^. 


C     1^4    ) 

a  <Ti3  Jefus  the-firft  and  the  laft, 

Whofe  fpirit  (hall  guide  us  fafe  horne  3 

We'll  praife  hi.11  for  all  that  is  pall, 
And  trull  him  faralithat^s  to  con^e. 

H  T  M  N    LXXXVL 

^0  all  faints  ivho  put    their  truji   in   the   Lord 
Jefus  Chrlfl. 

MY  ^erhren  a.U  remember  well, 
That  )our  fweet  Jefus  is  your  all ; 
Of  grace  and  truth   brim  full  he  is. 
For  thofe  who  feel  their  einprinefs- 

2  Chrift  is  your  \i?if4om,  right'oufnefs, 
Your  ^rength,  your  holinefs  and  peace, 
Your  neadj-your  hope,  your  joy  alfo,  ,^ 
Your  all  to  God,  your  all  to  you. 

3  His  fulnefs  yours,  what  can  you  need  ? 
Nothing  but  faith  thereon  to  feed  ; 

And  faith  to  you  hirofelf  will  give, 
Rely  on  him,  and  to  him  live. 

4  Then  oh  !  be  free  with  this  your  friend, 
His  fulnefs  you  can  never  fpend  ; 

Let  all  your  wants  be  laid  on  him. 
And  he  will  fill  you  to  the  brim. 

5  The  more  by  faith  on  Chriit  you  live, 
The  more  to  him  your  glory  give  ; 
The  more  with  Chrift  your  foul  is  free, 
The  more  to  him  you'll  welcome  be. 

6  Such  is  his  boundlefs  grace  and  love, 
Ke*ll  joy  that  you  his  fulnefs  prove  j 


(     105    )  ■'    ■ 

So  (hall  your  joy  in  him  be  lull, 
Who  is  your  everlaftli)g  all. 

H  T  M  JSl    LXXXVIL 

Buy  the  truth^  and  fell  it  not, 

THE  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell;, 
•  Tnili  do  to  buy  arhi  not  to  fell  : 
A  hrgz  eftaie  that  foul  has  got,       ^ 
Who  buys  the  truth  and  feils  it  not* 

2  Truth  like,  a  diamond  (hlnes  mod  fair, 
M&re  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are — 
More  worth  than  gold  and  Giver  coin  ; 

O  !  may  it  alwa^ys  in  us  (bine.     "    '  ^ 

3  *Ti3  truth  that  binds,  and  truth  makes  free 
And  fets  the  foul  at  liberty, 

From  (in  arid  Sat?-n's  heavy  cha' n, 
And  then  within  the  hesh  doth  rci^n, 

4  They  have  a  freedom  then  indeed. 
That  doth  all  freedom  elfe  exceed  — 
Freedom  from  guilt,  freedom  from  woe» 
And  never  more  fliall  bondage  know. 

r^   O  !  happy  they  v/ho  in  their  youth. 
Arc  brought  to  know  and  love  the  truth. 
For  none  but  they  whom  truth  makes  free, 
E'er  can  enjoy  true  liberty. 

6  Truth  like  a  girdle  'et  us  wear. 
And  always  keep  it  clean  and  fair  j 
And  never  let  it  once  be  told. 

The  truth  by- UG  W2S  ever  fold. 


(     ic6     )■ 
//  r  M  N    LXXX'VIIL 

The  happy  Man, 

HAPPY  the  man  whofe  will  is  bow<d 
And  fpirit  daly  aW«d — 
Who  is  refign^d  in  heart  and  mind, 
Unto  the  will  of  God. 

^  Happy  the  man  that  humble  is, 

And  doth  not  one  difdain, 
That  ne*e^  envies  nor  doth  defpife 

One  of  his  fellow  men. 

3  Happy  t!ie  man  that  wears  Chrifl's  yokej 
And  has.  a  lowly  mind  ; 

Who  is  not  eafily  provoke. 
Great  peace  then  he  iliall  find. 

4  Happy  the  man  that  is  not  mov*d. 
With  all  the  ups  and  downs  j 

Of  this  vain  world  but  lives  above 
Its  flatteries  and  frowns. 

5  Happy  the  man  that's  wingjd  with  faitfe/ 
"Whofe  heart  is  fir'd  with  love — 

Who  ran  and  fled  to  take  the  prize. 
That  is  laid  up  above. 

H  Y  M  N     XC. 

The  name  of  Chr'ijl^  mojl  fweet. 

THAT  name  to  me  founds  ever  fwect. 
Where  grace  and   truth    doth   always 
meet, 
Where  right'oufnefs  doth  peace  embrace. 
And  opens  wide  a  llore  of  grace. 


(•    107     ) 

2  A  meeting  place  it  is  indeed, 
Where  mercy  meets  the  finner's  lieeJ, 
And  op-jns  wide  a  gracious  ftore. 
Sufficient  to  relieve  the  poor. 

3  Hark  !  doii't  you  hear  the  heavenly  call, 
It  Toundeth  loud,  it  is  to  ail- 
To  high  and  low,  to  bond  and  free, 

That  none  may  fay,  *'  tis  not  for  me." 

4  '«  Ho  !  ev'ry  one  that  thirfls  (he  cries) 

-*  Here's  wine  and  milk,  and   large  fupplies  j 
*■«  Come  now  to  me  and  drink  your  fill, 
'^  <Tis  free  for  whofoevcr  will. 

5  «  Come  now  receive,  I  a(k  no  pay, 
••'  But  freely  give  it  all  away. 

To  all  that  do  my  word  believe. 
And  freely  now  tnf  grac6  receive/^ 

HYMN    XCI. 

God  hlejjedfor  all  things. 

BLESSED  be  God  for  all. 
For  all  things  here  below  j 
For  pain,  and  grief,  and  joy,  and  thraii, 
To  my  advantage  grow'. 

z  Blefled  be  God  for  ftiamc. 

For  flander  and  difgrace, 
tVelcome  reproach  for  Jefds*  name. 

Like  ilinf.  Lord  let  niy  face. 

3  Blefled  be  God  for  lofs. 
For  lofs  of  earthly  things  , 


(     io8     ) 

For  every  fcourge  and  every  crofs 
..;:  M-e  nearer  Jefus  brings. 

4  BlefTed  be  God  for  v/ant. 
For  want  of  health  and  food  ; 

I  live  by  faith  and  fcorn  to  faint. 
For  all  things  work  for  good, 

5  Blefled  be  God  for  pain, 
Which  tears  my  flefh  like  thorns  ; 

It  crucifies  my  carnal  mind. 
To  God  my  foul  returns, 

6  BlefTed  be  God  for  doubts, 
Wiiich  he  hath  overcome  ; 

My  foul  in  full  afftirance  (houts. 
Of  being  foon  at  home. 

7  BlefTed  be  God  for  fears. 
Of  fin  a!]d  death  and  hell ; 

When  Chriil  who  is  my  life  appears, 
In  glory  I  fhall  dv/elL 

8  BlefTed  be  God  for  friends, 
BlefTed  be  God  for  foes, 

Eleffbd  be  God  whofe  gracious  ends, 
No  finite  creature  knov/s, 

9  BlefTed  be  God  for  life, 
BlefTed  be  God  for  death, 

BlefTed  be  God  for  joy  and  grief, 
I  Vv'clcome  ail  through  faith. 

H  Y  M  N     XCn. 

Chrtjl^  the  AU-fufficient  Savi(if\ 

AM  that  I  am,  - 

Saith  Chrifl  the  dear  Lamb  j 


('  109.  > 

What  think  yc,  O  finners; 
Of  this  wond'rouq  name  ;, 

'    2  If  now  you  enquire 
With  etirneft  dcfirc, 
md  fay  O  to  know  him. 
Our  hearts  are  on  fire — 

^   My  mafter  replies, 

I  am  will  fulTice 
iliy  wants  O  poor  Civ.ncx  -, 

Who  unto  him  flies. 

4  I  am  to  the  biind 
The  light  of  the  mind  *, 
L  And  feet  to  the  cripple. 

And  flrength  fftail  tiicy  find. 

"  5   If  fin  is  thy  grief, 
lam  thy  relief  ; 
A  Savior  I  ani,  to 

l*6or  ur.ners  the  chief. 

r  6  O  fi  nners,  give  ear, 
Y*^hat  fulnefs  is  here  ? 
O  !v/iio  would  not  come  to' 
A  Savior  10  deaf ^     ' 

He  faw  frojii  his  tUron!, 

Poor  finners  undone  ; 
And  th.eir  lives  to  ranfon?,  • 

He  gave  iijihis  own. 
G  He  c:iiTie  from  above, 

The  caufe  to  rGmov^c  ; 


D 


(      1  ro     ) 

And  yet  fhall  we  flight  fuch 
Unfpeakable  love  ? 

9  If  we  like  the  Jews, 
His  kindnefa  refufe, 

'Tis  plain  that  de{tru£lion 
We  wilfully  chufe. 

10  But  O  ye  opprefs'd 
Whom  fin  hath  diftrefs'd. 

Come,  come  unto  Jefus, 
And  you  Ihrdl  have  reft. 

1 1  Methinks  one  doth  cry, 
'*  Such  a  finner  am  I> 

I  dare  not,  I  dare  not 
To  Jcfus  draw  nigh,**^ 

12  Chrift  anfwers  again, 
Thy  doubting  refrain. 

Come,  come  unto  me,  and 
1*11  purge  ev'ry  ftain. 

13  Whatever  is  thy  cafe, 
Come  now  arid  embrace 

My  precious  falvation, 

,And  thou  fhalt  have  peace." 

II  Y  M  N     XCIIL 

The  IVandcnng   Pi/grjf^n. 

"^^jfTAND^RING  pilgrims,    mourning 
VV       Chridians, 
Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Chrift, 

o  endure  great  tribulation, 
And  with  fius  arc  much  dillrcfs^d  : 


(  1".  ) 

Chrift  has  fmt  me  to  invite  yoa^ 

To  a  rich  and  colli  y  feaft  ; 
Let  not  ihame  nor  pride  prevent  you; 

Come,  the  fweet  provifion  tafbe. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting. 

And  bemoan  your  wretched  cafe  i 
Come  to  Jefus  Chrift  repenting, 
■I    He  will  give  you  gofpel  grace  ;    . 
lii  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 
f ; ;  Love  and  ferve  him  all  your  days, 
Only  come  to  Chrift  and  alk  him, 
He  will  guide  your  fee:  always, 

^3  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 
I     Doubting  Jefus*  pardoning  love, 
^Lay  hard  by  Bethefday  waiting, 
I,    Till  the  troubled  waters  move  -, 
[^  no  man    appears  to  help  you, 
h';  All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk  ; 
Jefus.  Jefus  he  will  cleanfe  you, 
Pvife  take  up  yoiir  bed  and  walk* 

4  If  like  Peter  you  are  finking, 
In  the  ^ea  of  unbelief  ; 

Wait  with  patience,  always  prayingi 
Chrift  will  fend  you  fweet  relief  ; 
He  v/iJl  give  you  grace  and  glory, 
'  •    All  y.our  wants  fhiU  be  fupply'd, 
CanaUi,  Cana'n  lies  before  you, 
Rife  and  crcfs  the  fwelling  tide. 

5  Death  ihall  not  deflroy  your  comfcr*, 
Chrift  fliall  guard  ycu  thro*  the  glooni 

D   2 


C    ^  i  -    ) 

Down  hc^ll  fend  a  heav'nly  convoy, 
To  convey  you  to  his  home  ; 

There  you'll  fpend  your  days  in  plcafurc,. 
Free  from  ev*ry  want  and  care  : 

Come,  oh  !  come,  my  bleffed  Savior, 
Fain  my  fpirit  would  be  there, 

H  Y  M  N     XCIV. 

Aft  Itiviiation  to  Sinngrs. 

COME  to  the  glorious  gofpel  feaPL 
Ho  evry  one  tliat  will  1 
O  come  ye  ftarving  fouls  and  taRe 
Thofe  joys  that  none  can  tell. 

2  Arife  ye  mortals  that  are  fad 
And  bordering  on  defpair, 

Lo  there  is  balm  in  Gllead, 
And  a  Phyfician  there. 

3  Look  to  the  Savior's  bleeding  fidr,. 
Behold  the  purple  gore  ; 

It  was  for  wounded  fouls  he  dyM,. 
The  hn-fick  to  reftore. 

4  Behold  liim  on  the  curfed  tree, 
With  arms  extended  wide. 

For  finners  fuch  as  you  and  me, 
The  bleeding  Savior  dy<d. 

5  'Tis  finifli'd,  faid  his  dying  breath, 
And  conquerM  death  and  hell. 

That  rebels,  doom'd  to  cndlefs  death, 
Might  in  his  bofom  dwell. 


(     «i3     ) 

^6  Come  then  receive  his  grace  and  tcH 

The  woiulers  of  his  love  j 
'Till  we  arifc  with  him  to  dwell, 

In  the  bright  worlds  above, 
7  No  (in  nor  foe  (hall  there  annoy. 

Or  wound  your  peaceful  breait ; 
But  boundlefs  love,  unmingled  joy, 

And  everlailing  rcit, 

H  Y  M  N     XCV. 

Fareivell  to  all  but  Cbri/r, 

FAREWELL  vain  vcorld,  I  bid  adieu, 
Your  glories  I  defpife  -, 
Your  friendship  I  no  more  purfue, 
Your  flatt'ries  are  but  lies. 

2  You  promife  happinefs  in  vain. 
Nor  can  you  fatisfy  ; 

Y'our  higheO:  pleafures  turn  to  pain, 
And  all  your  treafures  die. 

3  Had  I  the- Indies,  Eaft  and  Weft, 
And  riches  of  the  fca  -, 

Without  my  God  I  could   not  reft, 

For  he  is  all  to  ftie. 
'4  T  hen  let  my  foul  rife  fai-  above  i 

By  faith  I'll  take  tr.y  wing, 
To  the  eternal  realms  cf  love, 

Where  faints  and  angels  Cii\g, 

-5  There^s  iove  and*  joy  that  wiU  not  wafte  j 
There*«  treafures  that  endure  j 

D3 


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There's  pleafure  that  will  always  laft. 
When  time  ftiall  be  no  more. 

HYMN     XCVI. 

J  Mornmg  Songs 

LORD,  in  the  morning  I, will  fend. 
My  cries,  to  reach  thine  ear  ; 
Thou  art  my  father  and  my  friend. 
My  help  forever  near. 

2  O  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day, 
Near  thee'  in  perfe£t  peace  ; 

Help  rpe  to  watch,  to  watch  and  pray. 
To  pray  and  navpr  ceafe. 

3  I  know  my  roving  feet  wil]  err^ 
Unlefs  thou  be  my  guide  ; 

"Warn  me  of  ev'ry  foe  and  fnare^ 
And  keep'  me  near  thy  fide. 

4  Then  fhall  I  pafs  all  dangers  fafe^ 
And  tread  the  tempter  down  -, 

My  truft,  my  hope,  joy  and  reliefj 
Shall  be  in  thee  alone. 

^  Then  let  my  moments  fmoothly  rua 

And  fing  my  hours  away; 
'Till  ev'ning  ihades  and  fetting  funs 

Conclude  in  endlefs  day. 

H  Y  M  N;    XGVIL 

A  Morsel  for  Pi/grims. 

O  on  ye  Pilgrims,- while  below^ 
In  rbf  f:ire  p?fbf  of  p:'     * 


X     1^5    ) 

Determin'd  nothing  elfe  to  know. 
But  Jefus  and  his  grace. 

2.  Obferve  your  leader,  follow  him  y 

He  thro'  this  world  has  been. 
Often  revird  ;  but  like  a  Lamb. 

Did  ne'er  revile  again, 

3  O  take  the  pattern  he  has  giv'n, 
And  love  your  enemies  ; 

And  learn  the  only  way  to  heav'n. 
Thro'  felf  denial  lies. 

4  Remember  you  mull  watch  and  pray^ 
While  journeying  on  the  road  ; 

Left  you  fhould  fall  out  by  the  way. 
And  wound  the  caufe  of  God. 

5  Contend  for  nothing  but  the  fruit. 
That  f-eeds  the  immortal  mind  j 

For  fruitlefs  leaves  no  more  difpute. 
But  leave  them  to  the  wind. 

6  Go  on  rejoicing  night  and  day> 
Your  crown  is  yet  before  j 

Defy  the  trials  of  your  way, 
The  ftorm  will  foon  be  o'er. 

7  Then  you  (hall  reach  the  promis'd  hnd> 
With  all  the  ranfom^d  race. 
And  join  with  all  the  glorious  band. 
To  fing  redeeming  grace. 


o 


(     5i5     ) 
H  Y  M  N     XCVIII. 

Lcfiging  for   Chi-yi. 

COULD  I  fmg  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearnefs  to  my  God  ; 


Then  (liould  my  hours  glide  fwect  awava 
And  live  upon  thy  word. 

2  Lord  I  dcfire  with  thee  to  live, 
Anew  from  day  to  day  j 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jefus  come  and  rule  my,  heart, 
And  I'll  be  wholly  thine  •, 

And  never,  never  more  depart, 
For  thou  art  wholly  mine, 

4  Thus  till  my  lad  expiring  breath, 
Thy  gocdncfs  I'll  adore  ^ 

And  when  my  flefh  diflblves  in  death, 
My  foul  fliall  love  ihec  more. 

5  Thro'  boundlefj  grace  I  theu  fliall  fpcnd 
An  everlalting  day, 

In  the  embraces  of  my  friend^ 
Wiio  took  my  guilt  away. 

6  That  worthy  r/ame  ihall  have  the  praife, 
To  whom  all  praife  is  due  j 

While  angels  and  archangels  gaze, 
On  Icenes  forever  new. 

II  Y  M  N     XCIX. 

^ke  Bachjlider  returfiing, 
WHAT  k  cruel  w^etcli  am  I, 


OWHAT  icru( 
To  leave  r^  J 


^efus  fo  ! 
/ 


f     I '7     ) 
And  now  without  his  fmiles  I  lie. 
And  know  not  where  to  go. 

2  Once  I  enjoy'd  his  fmiling  face  •, 
But  did  not  think  fo  foon 
^fhouid  gamourning  in  difirefs. 
And  all  my  comforts  gone. 

3,  Not  sll  the  glories  of  this  earth, 

Can  do  me  any  good  ; 
My  foul  abhors  ail  carnal  mirth. 

And  groans  to  fmd  my  God. 

4  O  fhould  I  fee  his  face  again, 
I'd  tell  him  all  my  woe. 

Confefs  how  guilty  I  have  been 
To  leave  my  Jefus  fo. 

5  Then  I  will  clafp  him  in  my  arms. 
And  he  fhall  have  my  heart  ; 

And  earth,  wlih  all  her  treacherous  charms, 
Fosrever  (hall  depart. 

H  Y  M  N     C. 

Complainings — The  good  that    1  would  I  do  n:-. 
Rom.  vii.  rp. 

I   WOULD,  but  cannot  ling, 
I  would,  but  cannot  pray  j 
For  Satan  meets  me  when  I  try, 
And  frights  my  foul  away. 

2  I  would  but  can't  repent, 
Tivy  I  endeavor  cfc ; 

^  5 


(     '^8     ) 

ihis  flcny  heart  can  ne'er  relent, 

'Till  Jcfus  makes  it  foft, 

3  I  would  but  cannot  love, 
Tho'  woo'd  by  love  divine  ; 

No  arguments  have  power  to  move 
A  foul  To  bafe  as  mine, 

4  I  would,  Iwit  cannot  reil 
In  God's  moft  holy  will  ; 

I  know  what  he  appoints  is  bed, 
Yet  murmur  at  it  ftiil. 

5  O  could  I  Kut  believe  ! 
Then  all  would  eafy  be  ; 

I  v/ould  but  cannot — Lord,  relieve  ^ 
My  help  mull  come  from  thee  ! 

6  But  if  indeed  I  would, 
Tho'  I  can  nothing  do  ; 

Yet  the  defire  is  i'omtihine  Sfood, 
For  which  my  praife  is  due. 

7  By  nature  prone  to  ill, 
<Till  thine  appointed  hour, 

I  was  as  deftitute  of  will, 
As  now  I  am  of  power. 

8  Wilt  thou  not  crown  at  length, 
The  work  thou  haft  begun  ? 

And  with  a  will  allbrd  me  llrength. 
In  all  thy  ways  to  run. 

HYMN     CI. 

^poft'ify- — '•  Will  ye  alfo  go  aivay.^^ 

WHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
(Alas  I  what  numbers  do  !) 


(     I '9.    ). 

Mcthinks  I  hear  my  Savior  lay, 

'*  Wilt  thou  forfake  mc  too  ?'" 

2  Ah  Lord  !  with  fuch  a  heart  as  miac, 
Unlcfs  thou  hold  mc  fafe  ; 

I  feci  I  muft,  I  (liall  decline. 
And  prove  like  them  at  laft. 

3  Yet  thou  alone  haft  power,  I  l>now. 
To  fave  a  wretch  like  me  ; 

To  whom  or  whither  could  1  go. 
If  I  fliould  turn  from  thee  ? 

4  Beyond  a  doubt  I  reft  aiTur'd 
Thou  art  the  Chrift  of  God  ; 

Who  haft  eternal  life  fecur'd 
By  nromife  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  joinM, 
Could  never  reach  my  cafe  ; 

Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundii^fi  grace, 

6  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  mc  reft, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart; 

No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blefs'J^ 
And  fatifify  my  heart* 

7  What  anguifli  has  that  queftion  ftirr-d. 
If  1  will  alfo  go  ? 

Yet,  Lord  relying  on  thy  word, 
I  humbly  aiifwer  No  ! 

H  Y  M  N     CII. 

The  Co  in  plainer  icfoimed. 

I   SET  myfclf  againft  the  Lord, 
Dsfpis'd  his  fpirit  and  his  word. 


(.      1 20       ) 
And  wifli^d  to  take  his  place  5, 

It  vex'd  me  fore  that  I  muft  die/ 

And  pefirfi  too  eternally. 
Or  elfe  be  fav'dby  grace. 

51  Of  ev'ry  preacher  I'd  complain, 
One  fpoke  thro*,  pride  and  one  for  gain, 

Anothet^s  learning's  fmall  : 
This  fpoke  too  faft  and  that  too  flow, 
One  pr^yM  too  loud  and  one  too  low, 

The  other  had  no  call. 

3  With  no  profeflbrs  could  1  join, 
Some  drefs'd  too  mean  and  forne  too  fme. 

And  fome  did  talk  too  long; 
Some  had  a  tone,  fome  had  no  gift, 
Some  talked  fo  w'eak  and  fome  fo  fvvift. 

That  all  of  them  were  wrong. 

4  I  tho't  they'd  better  keep  at  home. 
Than  to  exhort  wheie  e^er  they  come, 

And  tell  us  of  their  joys  ; 
They'd  better  keep  their  gardens  free 
From  weeds,  than  to  examine  me, 

And  vex  me  v/ith  their  noife. 

5  Kindred  and  neighbors  all  were  bad. 
And  no  true  friends  were  to  be  had —    * 

My  rulers  were  too  vile  : 
At  length  I  was  brought  for  to  fee. 
The  fault  did  moftly  lie  in  me. 

And  had  done  all  the  while. 

6  The  horrid  loads  of  guilt  and  fhame^ 
(Being  confcious  too  I  was  to  blame^) 


.    Did  ^oand  my  frighted  foul  5, 
I^ve  linnM  fo  much  againft  my  God| 
I'm  cruftiM  fo  low  beneath  his  rod. 
How  can  I  be  made  whole  ? 

7  But  there  is  Balm  in  Gilead, 
And  a  phyfician  to  be  had, 

A  balfam  too  moft  free  ; 
Only  believe  on  God's  dear  fon, 
Th^o'  him  the  vidlory  is  won, 

Chriit  Jefus  dy'd   for  me. 

8  For  Chrift's  free  love's  a  boundlefs  fea  ; 
What  !  to  expire  for  fuch  as  me  ? 

Yes,  'tis  a  truth  divine; 
My  heart  did  melt,  my  foul  o^errurx 
With  love,  to  fee  what  Gvd  had  done^ 

For  fouls  as  mean  as  mine. 

9  Now  I  can  hear  a  child  proclaim 
The  joyful  news,  and  praife  the  name 

Of  Jefus  Chrifl  my  king  ; 
I  know  no  fe£t,  Chriflians  are  one  ;  ,* 
With  my  complaints  I  now  have  done^ 

And  God's  free  grace  I  (ing. 

10  Glory  to  him  v/ho  gave  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  v/e  have  done, 

And  made  falvation  mine  -, 
For  35  v.e'ti   fold  ourfdre-^  for  nought, 
ti'O  without  money  we  aVe  bought^ 

A  bleiiird  truth  divine. 

D    7 


(   »2i  )  ^ 

11  Co iTiC  faints  rej<Jifce-in  Chrifi:  our  king, 
His  fojemn  praifcs  i'weetjy  Hng, 

And  teli  the  world  his  love  ; 
Sinners  invite  for  to  receive 
Of  God's  free  grace,  and  not  to  grieve 

The  holy  facred  dove. 

12  Ail  thofc  who  do  an  intercft  gain, 
In  the  bicfs'd  Lamb  that  once  was  flain^ 

Will  furcly  happy  be  ; 
Their  loud  hofannas  they  (liallraife, 
A  monument  of  God's  high  praife. 

To  all  eternity. 

H  Y  M  N     cm. 

ce^j- denial :   cr  iak'/ng  up  the  Crofs. 
Mark,  viii.  38.     Luke,  ix.  26. 

A    CHAM'D  of  Chrift^-my  foul  difdains 
.r\.      The  mean  ungenerous  thought  j 
ohail  J  difown  that  friend   vvhofe  blood 

To  man  falvation  brought  ? 

1  With  tlie  glad  news  of  love  and  peace. 
From  heaven  to  earth  he  came  \ 

For  us  cndur*d  the  painful  crofs, 
For  U3  defpis'd  the  ftiame. 

3  At  his  command  we  muft  take  up 
Our  crofs  without  delay  ; 

Our  lives,  and  thoufand  lives  like  cure, 
His  love  can  ne*er  repay. 

4  Each  -^ithful  fufFerer  Jefus  vlcwc 
With  infinite  ddight , 


lY: 


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Their  lives  to  hjm  are  dear,  their  dsati 
Are  precious  in  his  fight, 

5  To  bear  his  name,  his  crois  to  bear  • 
Our  higheft  honor  this  ! 

Who  nobly. fufFers  now  for  him, 
Shall  rei^rn  with  him  in  blifs. 

o 

6  But  fhould  we  in  the  evil  day. 
From  our  profeflion  fly, . 

Jcfus  the  judge,  before  the  world. 
The  traitor  will  deny. 

H  T  M  N    GIF. 

Th:  Pearl  cf  great  Price. — ^^Mat.  siii.  4 

''TT'E  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu^ 

j[_        A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attrads  my  view, 
A  treafure  all  divine. 

2  Begone  unworthy  of  my  cares. 
Ye  fpecious  baits  of  fenfe  j — 

Ineltimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immenfe  ! 

3  Jefus  to  multitudes  unknown, 
O  name  divinely  fweet  ! 

Jcfus  on  thee,  in  thee  alone. 
Wealth,  honor,  pleafurc  meet, 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  caDj 
Their  boafted  ftores  refign  ; 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

D  « 


6 


(      1^4     ) 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treafurcs  all  dspartj 
Of  this  dear  gift  pofTefs'd, 

I'd  clafp  it  to  my  joyful  Heart, 
And  be  forever  blefs'd. 

6  Dear  fov'reign  of  my  foul's  dcHre?, 
Thy  Icve  is  blifs  divine  ; 

Accept,  the  \vi{h  that  love  infpirea, 
And  bid  ne  call  thee  mine. 


Not  cjham'd  of.  Chrifl.. 

SHA^M<D  of  Jefus  !  that  dear  friend 
.11.  ^^  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  deperid5 
ro  !  when  I  blu(h-^be  this  my  fhame,  ' 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

:;  Afliam'd  of  Jefas  !  yes  I  may. 
When  I*ve  no  guilt  to  wafh  away  ; 
No  tear  to  vvirjej  no  good  to  crave. 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  foul  to  fave. 

3  *Tili  then— nor  is  my  boafting  vain-"- 
Till  then,  I  boafl:  a  Savior  ilain  I 

And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Chrift  is  not  afham'd  of  me. 

4  (His  infliiiitions  would  I  prize. 
Take  up  my  crofs — the  fhame  defpife, 
Darr.  to  defend  his  noble  caufe, 

And  yield  obedience  tp  his  laws) 


C    VM    ) 

H  Y  M  N     CVI, 

On  Ifrad's   Fall 

DOES  it  not  grief  and  wonder  move, 
To  thinl;  of  Ifrael^s  dreadful  fall, 
Who  needed  miracles  to  prove, 

Whether  the  Lord  was  God  or  Baal. 

2  Methinks  I  fee  Elijah  (land. 

His  features  glow  with  love  and  zeal, 
In  faith  and  pray'r  he  lifts  his  hand, 
And  makes  to  heav'n  his  great  appeal. 

3  O  God  if  I  thy  fcrvant  am, 

If  'tis  thy  mcfTige  fills  my  heart, 
Now  glorify  thy  holy  name, 

And  fhew  this  people  who  thou  art. 

4  He  fpoke  ,  and  lo  !   a  fudden  fiamc, 
Confum'd  the  wood,  the  duft,  the  Hon?, 

The  people  ftruck,  at  once  proclaim, 
*^  The  Lord  is  God,  the  Lord  aione." 

J   Like  him  we  mourn  an  awful  day, 
When  more  for  Baal  than  God  appear, 

Like  him,  believers,  let  us  pray, 
And  m^y  the  God  of  luVl  hear. 

6  Lord  if  thy  fcrvant  fpeaks  the  truth, 
If  he  indeed  is  feat  by  thee, 

Confirm  the  wor4  to  all  our  vouth. 
And  Jet  tlieni  chy  Uivacion  fee. 

7  Now  may  the  fpirit's  holy  fire. 
Pierce  ey*ry  heart  that  hccirs  thy  worJ^ 


(       126       ) 

Confuir.e  each  hurtful  vain  defire, 

And  make  them  knew,  thou  art  the  Lord. 

HYMN     CVIL 

The  Corofiaiion  of  Chrij}. 

\    LL  hail  the  pow'r  cf  Jefus*  name, 
x\^     Let  angels  proftrate  fall :   - 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  cf  all. 

2  Crowri  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  the  altar  call, 
Extol  the  flem  of  JelTe's  rod, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

'^  Ye  chofcn  feed  of  ifr'els  race, 

A  remn?nt  weak  and  fmali, 
ii'c>.il  him  v/ho  faves  you  hy  his  grace, 

An;l  .:rovv'n  him  Lord  cf  all. 

4  Ye  Gehtile  fihners,  ne'er  forget, 

1  he  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go  fpread  your  trophies  at  his  i^tt^ 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

i'   Youn^  men  and  old  who  know  his  love. 

Who  feel  your  fm  and  thrall, 
Nov/  joy  with  all  the  hofts  above. 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all* 

6  Let  ev'ry  kindred,  ev'ry  tongue, 

On  this  tcrreftrial  ball, 
To  him  all  maiefty  afcribe, 

And  crovvn  him  liOrd  of  all, 


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7  O  that  v/Ith  yonder  facred  throng) 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall, 
We'll  join  the  everlafting  fong, 

And  grown  hliU  Lord  of  all. 

H  Y  M  N     CVIII. 

The  Preacher^s  Farewell' 
I3RETHREN,  I  bid   you  111  farewell^, 
J3  ^^^  from  my  vei"y  heart, 
AlFe£lionately  I  do  tell. 
That  you  and  I  muft  part. 

2  And  if  I  fee  you  not  again, 
I  trufb  that  I  can  fay, 

My  labor  ihall  not  be  in  vain. 
That  I  have  fpent  this  day. 

3  I  truft  I  can  to  record  call, 
All  you  that  hear  me  now, 

I  have  declared  God's  counfels  all, 
As  he  did  me  endow. 

4  I  now  depart,  I  leave  you  here, 
r  leave  you  with  the  Lord, 

And  may  we  all  hencefor^  appear, 
To  be  of  one  accord. 

5  And  if  we  never  meet  again, 
While  we  on  earth  remain, 

O  may  we  meet  on  Canaan's  ihore, 
And  never  part  again. 

6  There  we  fhall  join  to  fing  God's  praiK',. 
And  all  his  wonder§  tell. 

And  triumph  in  his  holy  ways, 
3o  brethren  fare  you  well. 


(     '28     ) 
HYMN     CIX. 

The  CJiriflian^s  Warranto 

THO'  troubles  affall  and  dangers  affright, 
Tho'  friends  all  fhould  fail  and  foes  all 
unite, 
Yet  one  thing  fecures  us  whatever  befidc. 
The  prcmlfe  aiTures  us,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  ilorc-houfe   are 

fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  truft  in  our  head  ; 
His  faints,  what  is  fitting  (hall  ne'er  be  deny'd 
So  long  as  *tis  written,  the  Lord  will  provide* 

3  We  all  may  like  (hips,  by  tcmpefts  be  toft 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  (hall  not  be  loft  : 
Tho*  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide. 
Yet  fcripturc  engages,  the  Lord  will  provide, 

4  His  call  wc*ll  obey,  like  Abra'am  of  old, 
We  know  not  the  way,  but   faith  makes  U3 

bold  ;  J 

For  tho'  v/e  are  ftrangers  we  have  a  furc  guide 
And  truft  in  all  dangers  the  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  flop  up  the  path, 
And  fill  us  with  fears»  we'll  triumph  by  faith. 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has  try'd) 
This  heart  cheering    pionjlfc,    the  Lord  vifiii 

provide. 

6  Ke  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  ii  in  vain 
The  good  that  wc  feck  we  ne'er  (hall  obtain  y 


(      129      ) 

^ut  when  fuch  fuggeftions  our  graces  have 
try'd, 

This  anrwcrs  all  queftions,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

7  No  ftrcTigth  of  our  own,  or  goodnefs  we 

claim. 
Our  tra(^  is  ail  thrown  on  Jefus'  dear  name  *, 
In  this  cur  llrong  tower,  for  fafety  we  hide. 
The  Lord  is  oar  powV,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  life  finks  apace  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  vjrord  of  his  grace  (hall  comfort  us  thro* 
Nor  fearing,  nor  doubting,  with  Chrift  on  our 

fide. 
We  hope  to  die  fhcuting,  the  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

H  Y  M  N     ex. 

23^  attraBion  of  the  Crofs.— John,  xii.  32. 

YONDER— amazing  fight  !  I  fee 
Th<  incarnate  Son  of  God, 
Expiring  on  th'  accurfed  tree. 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

2  Behold  a  purple  torrent  run 
Down  from  his  hands  and  head  I 

The  crimfon  tide  puts  out  the  fun — 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

3  The  tremhling  earth,  the  darkenM  {k)\ 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud, 

And  with  th'amaz'd  Centur'on  cry> 
«» This  is  the  Son  of  God." 


(  '33  ) 
4  Sogreat^fo  vaO:  a  facrifice, 

May  well  my  hope  revive  ; 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bireds  and  dic5« 

The  finncr  fure  may  live. 

^  O  that  thefe  cords  of  love  divine. 
Might  draw  me.  Lord  to  thee  ; 

Thou  haft  my  heart,  it  (hall  be  thine, 
Thine  it  fhall  ever  be. 

H  Y  M  N     CXI. 

Precicus  Protnifes. — 2  Peter,  iii.  4. 

I  "TOW  firm  a  foundation,  yc  faints  of  the 
1  Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ? 
What  more  can  he  fay  than  to  you  he  hath 

faid, 
You  who  unto  Jefus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

■z  In  ev'ry  condition,   in  fickncfs  and  health, 
III  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth. 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  land  or  at  fca, 
x^s  thy  days  may  demand,  ftiall  thy  flrcngth 
ever  be.        -.-  • 

3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,.  O  be  not  dif- 

may'd, 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  ftill  will  give  thee  aid  ; 
141  ftrcngt-hen  thee,  help  thee,  and  caufe  thee 

to  {land,- 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  thro'  the  deep  waters  I  call  thcc  to 

go,-'    • 
The  rivers  of  woe,  fliall  not  thee  overflovir, 


(     '31     ) 

For  I  wiilbe  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bicff., 
And  fan^tify  to  thccthydeepeft  diitrels. 

5  When  thro'  fi'ry  trials  thy  patli  wzy  Hu' 

My  grace,  all  fuificient  ftall  be  thy  fupply  ; 
The  flame  lh?.Il  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  deflgn 
Thy  drofs  toco  nfuntCjaad  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  Even  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  (hal; 

prove 
My  fovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love: 
And  when  hoarf  hair  (hall  their  temples  adorn 
Like  lambs  they  iliall   Hill  in  my  bofom   be 

borne. 

7  The  foul  that  on  Jefus  hath  leaned  for  re - 

pofc, 
I  will  not,  I  v/ill  not  dcfcrt  to  his  foes  ; 
That  foul,  tho'  all   hell   fliould    endeavor  to 

flinke, 
I'll  never — no  never — no  never  forfake. 

H  Y  M  N     CXII. 

Pleading  ivith  God  urJer  affl'icllon. 
HY  fnould  a  living  man  compiling 


w 


Of  deep  diftrefs  within  ; 
Since  ev'ry  figh  and  ev'ry  pain* 
Is  but  the  fruit  of  fm. 

2  No  Lord,  MI  patiently  fubmlt, 

Nor  ever  dare  rebel  ; 
Yet  fure  I  may,  here  at  thy . feet. 

My  painful  feelings  t*'li. 


(     Oi     ) 

3  Thou  feed  what  floods  of  forrow  rife. 
And  beat  upon  my  foul  ; 

One  trouble  to  another  cries. 
Billows  on  billows  roll, 

4  From  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear, 
My  (hip-wreck'd  foul  is  toft  j 

'Till  I  am  tempted  in  defpair, 
To  give  up  all  for  loft. 

5  Yet  thro'  the  ftormy  clouds  I'll  lock, 
Once  more  to  thee,  my  God ; 

O  fix  my  foul  upon  a  rock, 
Beyohci  the  raging  flood. 

6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face. 
Would  fet  my  heart  at  eafe, 

One  all  creating  word  of  grace, 
Will  make  the  tempeft  ceafe. 

HYMN     CXIIL 

The  Gofpel  Trumpet. 

HARK,  how  the  gofpel  trumpet  founds, 
Thro'  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds^ 
And  Jefus  Chrift's  redeeming  blood 
Is  bringing  finners  home  to  God, 
And  guides  him  fafely  by  his  word 

to  endlefs  day, 
2  Hall  all  victorious,  conq^ring  Lord, 
By  all  the  henv'niy  hofts  adorM, 
Who  undertook  for  fallen  man. 
And  bro*t  falvation  thro*  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  live  and  reign 

in  endlefs  day. 


(     ^33     ) 

3  ^ig^*  cfi  ye  conquering  faints,  figHt  on. 
And  when  the  conqueft  you  have  won, 
Then  pa}ms  of  vi£lory,'  you  fhaii  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  fhare. 

And  crowns,  of  glory  you  fhnll  wear 
in  endlefs  day. 

4  Thy  blood  dear  Jefus,  once  was  fpiit, 
To  fave  our  fouls  from  fin  and  guilt; 
Andfiivicrs  now  may  come  to  God, 
And  find  falvation  through  his  word, 
And  fail  by  fa^h  upon  that  flood 

to  endlefs.  day. 

5  Thro'  (lorms  and  calms  by  faith  we  ftecr,  _ 
By  feeble  hopes  and  gloomy  fears, 

'Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan's  fhore,  > 

Where  fin  and  forrcw  are  more. 
We  fhout  our  ti  bis,  there  ail  o^er 
to  endlefs  cay. 

6  Then  we  fliall  in  f\^'eet  choru3  join. 
With  faints  and  angels  all  combine. 
To  fmg  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  fhali  ceafe  to  move^^ 
And  this  fhall  be  our  theme  above 

in  endlefs  day. 

H  Y  M  N     CXIV. 

A  ivcra  of  ccmfori  to  the  Lambs  of  Chr-J}. 

"T^LESS'D  be  my  God  that  I  was  bcrn 
\l^  To  heal  the  joyful  found  j 
That  I  was  born  to  be  baptiz'd 
Where  gofptl  truths  abound. 


(      134     ) 

2  BlcfsM  be  my  God  lor  what  I  fee. 
My  God  for  what  I  hear  ; 

I  hear  fuch  bU  Tied  aews  from  hcav'n, 
Nor  earth,  nor  hell  I  fear. 

3  I  hear  my=  Lord  for  me  was  born. 
My  Lord  for  me  did  die, 

My  Lord  for  nic  did  lifc  again, 
And  did  afcend  on  liigh. 

4  On  high  he  (lands  to  plead  my  ca'afe> 
And  will  return  again  : 

And  ff  t  rne  on  a  glorious  tlironc. 
That  1  with  him  may  reign. 

5  Glory  to  God  the  Father  be, 
Glory  to  God  the  fon, 

Glory  to  God  the  holy  ghoft, 
Glory  to  God  alone. 

HYMN     CXV. 

Soul thit'Jtings  from  Heaven. 

TILL  out  of  the  deepeft  abyfs 
Of  trouble  I  mournfully  cry  ; 
And  pine  to  recover  my  peace, 
And  fee  my  Redeemer  and  die. 

1  cannot,  I  cannot  forbear 

Thefe  paflionate  longings  for  home  ; 
O  !   when  (hall  my  fpirlts  be  there  ; 
O  !    \yhen  will  the  meiTenger  come. 

2  Thy  nature  I  long  to  put  on, 
Thine  image  on  earth  to  regain  : 

And  then  in  the  grave  to  lay  down, 
This  burden  of  body  and  pain. 


(     '35     ) 
O  !  Jcfus  in  pity  draw  near, 

And  lull  me  to  llcep  on  thy  brcafl:, 
Appear  to  my  refcue,  appear 

And  gather  me  into  thy  reft. 

3  To  take  a  poor  fugitive  in 

The  arms  of  thy  mercy  difplay, 
And  give  me  to  reft  from  all  fin. 

And  bear  me  triumphant  av/ay  > 
Away  from  a  world  of  diftrefs, 

Away  to  the  manfions  above  ; 
A  heaven  of  feeing  thy  face — 

A  heaven  of  feeling  thy  love. 

H  r  M  N    CXVL 

A  Parting  Hymn. 

LORD  difmifs  us  with  thy  blefiing, 
Send  it  to  us  from  above  ; 
May  we  all  go  home  a  praiang, 

And  rejoicing  in  thy  love  ; 
Farewell  brethren,  farewell  niter,!, 
•"Till  we  all  fhall  meet  above. 

2  Pardon  Lord  now  all  our  follies, 
While  together  we  have  been  ; 

INIake  us  humble  make  us  holy, 
Cleanfe  us  all  from  ev  ry  fm. 

Farewell  brethren,  farewell  fifters, 
'  rill  wc  all  fhall  meet  again. 

3  May  thy  prefence,  Lord  go  with  uSj 
To  each  one's  refpcclivc  home  •, 

And  the  prefence  of  our  Jcfas, 
Reft  upon  us  ev'ry  one  5 


/ 


(     '36     ) 

Karewell  brethren  farewell  fifcera* 
'Till  we  all  (hall  meet  at  home. 

H  X  M  N     CXVII. 
Prayer  anfiaered  by  CrcJJes. 

IASK'D  tht  Lord  that  I  might  grow, 
In  faithj  and  love,  and  every  grace, 
Might  more  of  his  falvation  know, 
And  feek  more  earnePiJy  his  face. 

2  '  Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he  I  trulthas  anfwer'd.  prayer  5. 

But  ii:  has  been  in  fuch  a  way, 
As  almoft  drove  nje  to  deipdir. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  fome  favorM  hour^ 
At  once  he'd  anfwer  my  requeft  j 

And  by  his  love's  conftrainlng  power, 
liubdue  my  fms,  and  give  me  reft. 

4  Inflead  of  this,  he  made  me  feci 
'The  hidden  evils  of  m.y  heart ; 

And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
Aflault  my  foul  in  every  part. 

5  Yet  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  feem*d 
Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 

Crcfs'd  all  the  fair  defigns  I  fchem'd, 
Blalled  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 

6  Loi  d,  v.'hy  is  this,  I  trembling  cry<d. 
Wilt  thou  purfue  thy  worm,  lo  der.th  ? 

ris  in  this  way^^'  the  Lord  reply'd, 
I  anfwer  prayer  fof  grace  and  faith. 


U      ( 


{     ^37     ) 

7  Thcfc  inwKrd  trials  I  employ, 

From  felf  and  pride,  to  fet  thee  free  5 

And  break  thy  fchemes  6f  earthly  joy, 
That  thou  may'ft  feek  thy  all  in  me.'* 

"     HYMN    CXVIIL 

Difficulties  in  the  ivay  ofdntyfiirmounied^ — 
Hinder  me  not.— Gen.  xxiv.   56. 

WHEN  Abram's  fcrvant  to  procure 
A  wife  for  Ifaac  went, 
He  met  Rebekah — told  his  wifii, — 
Her  parents  gave  confent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days,  they  urg*d  the  man. 
His  journey  to  delay  : 

Hinder  me  not,  he  quick  rcply'd, 
Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way. 

3  *Twas  thus  I  cry*d  when  Chrifl  the  Lord^ 
My  foul  to  him  did  wed  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends,  nor  foes, 
Since  God  my  way  hath  fped. 

4  Stay,  fays  the  world,  and  tafle  a  wliilcj 
My  ev*ry  pleafant  fweet  i 

Hinder  me  not,  my  foul  replies, 
Becaufe  the  wav  is  crreat. 

5  Stay,  Satan,  my  old  maftcr  cries. 
Or  force  ihall  thee  detain  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone. 
My  God  has  broke  thy  chain: 

6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  wayi, 
My  journey  Ml  puriuc  j 


(     138     ) 

Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov*d  hints. 
For  I  muft  go  with  you. 

7  Thro'  floods  and  flames,  if  Jefus  lead, 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 

Hinder  me  not,  (hall  be  my  cry> 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  oppofe, 

8  Thro*  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command  j 

Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound. 
To  my  Immani;el*s  l^nd. 

9  And  when  my  Savior  calls  me  home. 
Still  this  my  cry  {hall  be  -, 

Hinder  me  not,  come  w;eicome  de^th, 
ril  gladly  go  with  thee. 

H  T  M  N    CXIX, 

GccJhj^firrow^  arijing  from  the  fufferings  of  Chrif}^_ 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  ? 
And  did  my  fov<reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  facred  head  . 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  I  ? 

CHORUS. 

Thanks  to  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 

Who  dy'd  on  Calvary  ; 
The  Lamb  was  flain,  from  heav*n  he  came^ 

To  bleed  and  die  for  me  : 
The  Lamb  was  flain,  yet  lives  again, 

To  intercede  for  me.  ^.. 

2  [Th^  body  flain,  fweet  Jefus  thine,.       > 

And  bathed  in  its  own  liloor! 


C     «J9     ) 
"WJji^c  all  expofcd  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glor'ous  fuilrer  ilocd.} 

3  "Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
He  groan 'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

An^azing  pity  !  grace  uriknovvn  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  !. 

4  Well  might  the  ian  la  darknefs  hide. 
And  fhut  his  glories  in, 

V/hen  God  the  mighty  maker  dy'd 
For  man  the  crea^iire'^s  fin, 

5  Thus  might  I. hide  my  bluiliing  face, 
While  his  dear  crofs  appears, 

Diffolve  my  heart  in  thaiikfulnefs. 
And  melt  my  ey.e?  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  orgrief  c^P  ne'er  rep«;:. 
The  debt  of  Jove  I  owe  *, 

Here,  Lord,  1, give  my  felf  away, 
'Pis  all  that  we  can  do. 

H  X  m:m  cxx. 

The  Brethren* s  Fareivell, 

BRBTHRSM  far-nveli,!  do  you  tell, 
That  you  and  I  meft  part  ; 
„igoaway,  and  here  yoti  itayj    • 
But  fiill  yo4  join  ill  heart. 

2  Your  love  tb-^riC  has  run  mofl;  free^ 

Your  converfctiorifweet  ; 
How  could,!  ba,re  Co  journey  where 

V/ith  you  I  cannot  rr'^et. 

-^  ^at  ftiil  I  XiTid.^  my  heart's  inclinM 


(      I40     ) 
VVhcn  Chrift  doth  call,  I  truit  I  ihali 
Be  ready  for  to  go. 

4  I  Ica^^c  you  all,  both  great  and  fmall, 
In  Chriit's  encircled  arms  *, 

Who  will  you  fave  from  death  and  th*  grave 
And  fhield  you  from  all  harm. 

5  I  truft  you'll  pray,  both  night  and  day. 
And  keep  your  garments  white  j 

For  you  and  me,  that  we  may  be 
The  Children  of  the  light, 

6  If  you  go  firft,  amen  you  mufl:, 
The  will  of  God  be  done  •, 

I  hope  the  Lord  will  you  reward, 
With  an  immortal  crown. 

7  If  I'm  call*d  home  while  I  am  gone, 
Indulge  no  tears  for  me  ; 

I  hope  to  fmg  and  praife  my  king, 
To  all  eternity.      • 

8  I  long  to  go,  fo  farewell  woe, 
My  foul  ihall  be  at  reft  ; 

No  more  ihall  I  complain  or  figh, 
But  be  forever  bleft. 

p  O  may  we  meet  and  be  complete, 

And  long  together  dwell  ; 
And  ferve  the  Lord  with  one  accord, 

So  brethren  all  farewell. 

HYMN     CXXI. 

The  Toutli's  Refolutlon. 
HILE  I  am  bleft  with  youthful  bloom? 
I  will  adore  the  Sacred  Lamb 


<      '41      ) 
That  bled  and  dy'd  for  me  ; 
If  God  infpire  my  heart  with  grace. 
And  lets  me  fee  his  fliining  face, 
A  pilgrim  I  will  be. 

2  1*11  leave  this  world  with  all  its  toys^ 
And  feck  thofc  far  fuperior  joys, 

That  do  in  Jefus  dwell  *, 
If  Jefus  be  my  God  and  kinjj. 
Immortal  triumph  I  will  fing, 

O'er  all  the  powers  of  hell. 

3  A  frowning  world  I  will  defy, 
And  all  thofe  flatt'ring  charms  deny, 

If  Jefus  (lands  my  friend  : 
Not  long  I  have  this  dorm  to  ftand, 
On  this  enfnaring  barren  land  ; 

My  conflict  loon  will  end. 

4  Jefus  my  friend,  my  caufe  will  plead, 
Condu^l  my  ilcps,  fupply  my  need, 

And  never  let  mc  fall  ^ 
Jefus  will  all  my  foes  dedroy— 
Will  be  my  life,  my  Itrcngtli,  my  joy  •, 

Jefus  is  all  in  all, 

!^  With  joy  I'll  fpend  my  tlcctinp;  days^ 
To  fc^nd  abroad  his  hear'nly  praife, 

And  tell  the  world  his  love  ; 
And  when  I  quit  this  mortal  flagc, 
I  (l^allin  facred  ftrains  engage, 

Among  the  faints  above, 

6  Where  I  Oiall  with  my  Jefus  dr/cl!, 
1.1  joy$  beyond  what  tongue  can  icii, 


(    u:    ) 

On  that  imtriortal  fliorc  ; 
Jefus  my  love  fliali  6e  my  joy, 
His  praifes  bs  my  (\vtct  employ, 

And  part  from  him  no  more. 

FI  Y  M  N     CXXII, 

UNI  T  r. 

LET  ftrife  forever  ceafe. 
And  envy  quit  the  field. 
Come  join  and  live  in  love  and  peace, 
And  to  the  gofpei  yield. 

2  Let  bitter  words  no  more, 
Among  the  fiints  remain  ; 

Let  ev'ry  member  cv'ry  hour. 
Submit  to  Tefus'  reip^n. 

**  o 

3  One  Lord  wc  have  to  fear. 
One  faith  tve  all  confefs  ; 

To  the  fame  baptifm  adhere,  '-''     j 

And  magnify  free  grace.  ^ 

4  Then  why  (hould  v/c  Cvontend, 
For  meat  and  drink  and  drefs. 

And  criicify  the  Lord  again, 
And  pierce  his  v/ounds  afreil:. 

5  When  bitter  v/ords  arife, 
Then  Satan  has  his  en ''.3  : 

Vic  vvound  the  he-art  and  hands  of  Chrift/ 
Amidft  his  chofen  friends. 

6  l\o  more  we'll  feci  the  flame, 
Nor  judg-e  ourfeives  too  wife  j 


(       ^4J      ) 
liut  icArch  with  care  to  find  the  beam^ 

That  lurks  within  our  eyes. 
7  Unto  the  world  we  prove, 

Th^t  we  difciplcs  are  ; 
They  fhall  behold  us  walk  in  love, 

And  fay  the  Lord  is  there. 
S  Then  we  will  live  like  thofe 

Who  now  agree  in  love  ; 
And  when  our  eyes  by  death  (hall  clofe, 

We'll  join  with  then!  above. 

HYMN     CXXIII. 

The  Christian's  Noble]}  Refoluticu. 

f\    H  !  wretched  fouls,  who  ftrive  in  vain. 
;~\   Slaves  to  the  %vorld,  and  (laves  to  fin 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  fuftaln, 
A  nobler  fatisia^lion  win. 

:  May  I  tefolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  ferve.  the  Lord  ; 
xior  from  his  precepts  e'er  dejjart, 
"WhoXe  fervice  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  I  be  his  fervice  all  my  jof , 
Around  let  my  example  fliine. 
Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  fo  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpofe  of  my  foul'. 
My  folema  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control,     . 

cc>mmands  rejoice. 


•. .  •    ■      J      .  . ..  u 


(      144     ) 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire. 
Nor  wandering  learc  his  facrtd  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  niy  fovil-s  eleHrc, 
And  give  me  (Irengtti  iQ:.l^pvc  thy,  prairc. 

HYMN     CXXIV. 

The    Chri/lianU  Warfare. 

MY  Captain  founds  the  alarm  of  war, 
*'  Awake,  the  powers  of  hell  arc  near  \ 
*'  To  arms  !  to  arms  !"  I  hear  him  cry, 
<Tis  your«s  to  conquer,,  or  to  die. 

2  Rous'd  by  the  afltmating  found;. 
I  caft  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 
Made  hafte  to  gird  my  armor  on, 
And  bid  each  trcmb'iing  fear  be  gciit. 

3  Hope  is  my  lielmet,  faith  my  fivleld, 
Thy  word,  my  God,  the  fvvord  I  wield  j 
"With  facred  truth  my  loins  are  girl:, 
And  holy  zeal  infpircs  my  heart. 

4  Thus  arm^d  I  venture  on  the  fight  : 
Kefolvd  to  put  my  foes  to  flight  : 
While  Jefus  kindly  deigns  to  fprcad 
ills  conquering  banner  o*crrr:y  head. 

^,   In  him  I  hope  in  him  I  trull.  : 
His  bleeding  crofs  is  all  my  boafl  : 
Thro*  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on, 
I'o  vicL-ry  7S,i  \\\c  v'Qor's  cror/n. 


(     i4S     ) 
H  Y  M  N     CXXV. 

Iimll  not  let  thee  go  except  thou  hlep  me- 
Gen.  xxxii.  26. 

LORD  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
*TiIl  a  blefling  thou  beftow  \ 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  i^c^  '^.' 
Mine's  an  urgent  prclFing  cafe. 

2  Doft  thou  a(k  me  who  I  am  ?    -> 
Ah,  my  Lord,  thoukncw'd  my  name  ! 
Yet  a  queftlon  gives  a  plea, 

To  fupport  my  fuit  with  thee, 

3  Thou  didft  once  a  wretch  behold. 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy. 
That  poor  rebel,' Lord  was  I, 
4'  Once  a  (inner   near  defpa;r. 
Sought  thy  mercy  feat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  fet  him  free. 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  paft  fince  then. 
Many  changes  I  have  feen  ; 

Yet  haifs  been  upheld  nill  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  hail  helped  in  €v^ry  nztii^  . 
This  emboldens  me  to  pffead  ; 
After  fo  much  mercy  paft, 
Qin*{l  thou  let  me  fink  at  lad  ? 


(     146     ) 

^  No  —I  muft  maintain  my  hold  j 
« ris  thy  goodnefs  makes  me  bold, 
I  can  no  denial  take, 
"When  I  plead  for  Jefus*  fake. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXVI. 

^he  Sinner  ^s  felf  refleBion . 

H  Lord  !  ah  Lord  !  \diat  have  I  done  ? 
What  will  become  of  me  ? 
What  (hall  I  fay,  what  fhall  I  do  ? 
Or  whither  (hall  1  flee  ? 

2  By  wand'ring  I  have  loHi  myfcif. 
And  here  I  make  my  moan  : 

O  whither,  whither  have  I  ftray'd  ! 
Ah  ^  Lord  v/hat  have  I  done  ? 

3  Thy  candle  fearches  all  my  rooms. 
And  now  I  plainly  fee. 

The  num'rous  fins  of  earth  and  hell 
Are  fummed  up  in  me. 

4  The  ittdi^  cf  all  the  ills  that  grow. 
Are  in  my  garden  fown, 

And  multitudes  of  them  are  fprung  ; 

Ah  {  Lord  what  have  I  done  ? 
z,   I  have  been  Satan's  willing  fiJive, 

And  his  moft  eafy^rcy  : 
'  le  was  riot  readier  to  command 

Than  I  was  to  obey  : 

J  Or,  if  at  times  he  left  my  foul, 
Yet  itiii  his  works  weat  on  ; 


(     147     ) 

1  y/as  a  tempter  to  myfelf  ; 

Ah,  Lord  !  what  have  I  done  ! 

7  I  puft  at  all  the  threats  of  hcav'ii. 

And  flighted  all   its  charms  : 
Nor  Satan*s  fetters  would  I  leave 

For  Chrift's  inviting  arms. 
S  I  had  a  foul  but  priz'd  it  not  ; 

And  nov/  my  foul  is  gone, 
My  forced  cries  do  pierce  the  fkies  i 

Ah,  Lord  !  what  have  I  done  ! 

//  r  M  N    CXXVIL 

The  Pilgr'wis  mutual  Conference, 

HAIL  !  happy  Pilgrims,  whence  came  ye 
And  whither  are  you  bound  ? 
Who  from  the  land  of  Egypt  flee, 
'Tis  Cana'n  we  have  found. 

2  Ho-vv  come  ye  firft  to  walk  this  way  ? 
Were  you  alarm'd  with  fear  ? 

A  fchool-maftcr  appcar'd  one  diJijy 
With  countenance  fevere  : 

3  His  prefencc  flruck  our  hearts  with  awe  } 
His  eyes  appear'd  like  flame  ; 

I  am  faid  he,  the  holy  law  ; 
And  from  mount  Sinai  came. 

4  Then  lo,  our  fentencs'  he  dcclar'd 
Was  evcrlafting  dcith  : 

For  'till  he  had  his  full  demand, 
We  were  cxpos'd  to  v/rath. 
E     2 


(     148     ) 

5  Atlaft  a  mefTcngcr  of  peace, 
Everlafting  by  name, 

AppearM  and  gave  us  f\y€et  relcafe. 
From  that  devouring  flame. 

6  He  pointed  to  the  lamb  of  God, 
In  that  diftrefiing  day^ 

And  faid,  behold  his  precious  blood, 
That  takes  your  guijt  aw^y, 

7  Thus  were  w^e  from  our  bondage  freed 
And  fet  at  liberty  ; 

Come  then  dear  brethren,  well  agreed, 
For  thusredeem'd  were  we. 

8  Come  let  us  then  together  walk, 
Together  let  us  iing  ; 

Be  this  the  fubje£l  of  our  talk^ 
To  praife  the  Lamb  our  King, 

B  Y  M  N    CXXVIIL 

Jnviiaticn  to  Sinners, 

COME  finners  to  the  gofpel  fejifl. 
Let  ev'ry  foul  be  Jefus'  gueft  *, 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind. 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  "  Have  me  excus'd"  why  will  you  fay  ; 
From  healdi,  and  life,  and  liberty  5 
From  ail  that  is  in  Jefi^s  giv'n, 

From  oardon,  holinefs  and  heav'n. 

3  Come  then  you  fouU  by  fin  oppreft, 
Ye  weary  wanderers  after  reft  ♦, 


(     M9     ) 
Yc  poor  and  mnimed,  halt  and  blindp 
In  Chrift  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  See  him  fet  forth  before  your  eyes, 
Behoid  the  bleeding  facrifice  j 
His  offer'd  love  let  all  cn-xbracc. 
And  freely  now  be  fav'd  by  grace. 
<  Ye  who  believe  his  record  true, 
Shall  fup  with  him  and  he  with  you  ; 
Come  to  the  feaft  be  favM  from  fin, 
For  Jefus  waits  to  take  you  in. 

6  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay  5 
This  is  the  glorious  gofpel  day  ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call. 
And  live  to  him  who  dy'd  for  all. 

H  T  M  N    CXXIX. 

Joy  in  the  Hcly  Ghofl. 

MY  foul  doth  magnify  the  Lord> 
My  fpirit  doth  rejoice 
In  God  my  Savior  and  my  God, 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy. 
Who  have  a  feafl  at  home  ; 

My  fighs  are  turned  into  fongs. 
The  comforter  is  conae. 

3  Down  from  above,  the  blcfied  dove 
Is  come  into  my  breaft. 

To  witnefs  God's  eternal  love  ; 
This  k  my  heavenly  feaft, 

E    3 


(     '50    ) 

4  This  makes  me  Abba  Father  cry, 
V/ith  confidence  of  foul  •, 

It  makes  mc  cry,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
And  that  without  controul. 

5  There  is  a  dream  tvhich  ilTucs  fortli 
From  God's  eternal  throne, 

And  from  the  L^mb,  a  Jiving  ftream. 
Clear  as  the  chryftal.  ftone, 

6  The  ftreams  do  water  paradife. 
It  makes  the  angels  fing  : 

One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart, 
Hence  all  ray  joys  do  fpring. 

7  Such  joys  as  are  unfpeakable, 
And  full  of  glory  too  j 

Such  hidden  manna,  hidden  pearls,    ■ 
As  worldhngs  do  not  know. 

8  Eye  hath  not  feen,  nor  car  hath  heard. 
From  fancy  'tis  concealed, 

What  thou,  Lord,  Iiaft  laid  up  for  thine. 
And  haft  to  me  reveal'd. 

9  I  fee  thy  face,  I  hear  thy  voice, 
I  tafte  thy  fives  tell  love  ; 

My  foul  doth  ksp  :    But  O  £or  wings. 
The  wings  of  Noah's  dave. 

10  Then  flioald  I  fiec,  far  hence  away, 
Leaving  this  world  of  Hn  : 

Then  fb^ould  my  Lord,  put  forth  his  liand, 
And  kindly  take  me  in, 

1 1  Then  ihould  my  foul  with  angels  feaft, 
Qn  joys  that  always  laft  ; 


(     >5i     ) 

BlefsM  be  my  God,  the  God  of  J07, 
Wlio  givey  me  here  a  taile. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXX. 

Chrijlians  rejoicing  in  the  hope  and  glory  of  God, 

LO  !  wc  are  journeying  home  to  God, 
Bid  by-  the  fpirit  ccmc  ; 
And  in  the  way  his  cliildren  trod, 
We  feck  our  Father's  home. 

2  Wc  walk  a  narrow  path,  and  rough, 
And  we  are  tir'd  and  weak  : 

Yet  we  (hail  foon  have  red  enough, 
In  thofe  blefs'd  courts  we  feek. 

3  Nigh  to  the  country  wc  appear, 

Stor'd  with  eternal  blifn  ;  ^ 

We  know  we  quickly  (hall  be  there, 
In  fight  our  city  is. 

4  Upon  Mount  Zion's  diftant  top, 
A  Lamb,,  our  eyes  behold  ; 

'Tis  Jefus,  look  ye  children  up. 
He  calls  us  to  his  fold. 

5  We  fee  him  with  his  raiment  red. 
As  tho'  befmear'd  with  blood. 

As  newly  flain  he  ftands  ;  he  bled. 
Us  to  redeem  to  God, 

6  About  him  clad  with  fnowy  vefls, 
Appears  a  countlefs  throng  5 

Thefe  are  his  faints,  his  kings,  his  prieus, 
Who  Hng  til'  eternal  fong. 

E    4 


(     «5^     ) 
7  How  bleft,  how  more  than  happy  thelcj 

Who  thus  their  Lord  attend; 
We,  brethren,  in  their  hofts  fhall  praife, 

We  foon  fhall  there  afcend. 

HYMN     CXXXI. 

Delight  of  Praife  for  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

I  BLESS  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  word. 
To  rule  and  guide  me  right ; 
To  hear  him  fay, 
Love  and  obey, 
Affords  fupreme  delight, 

2  A  holy  joy, 
V/ithout  alloy, 

With  facred  tranfport  flows j 

From  truth  divine, 

I  feel  it  mine, 
To  give  my  foul  repofe. 

3  With  facred  love. 
My  pafTions  move, 

I  burn  with  ftrong  defire  ; 

With  holy  aim. 

And  inward  flame, 
1  feel  my  foul  on  fire. 

4  By  grace  refin-d, 
My  foul  inclined, 

Shall  confecrate  my  days, 

As  due  to  none 

But  God  alone. 
And  give  him  all  the  praife. 


C    153    ) 

HYMN     CXXXII, 

Longing  after  ChriJ}. 

COMPANIONS  of  thy  lltde  fioc'-, 
Dear  Lord,  we  fain  would  be  j 
Our  helpIeTs  hearts  to  thee  look  up. 
To  thee,  our  Shepherd  lice. 

2  O  might  we  lean  upon  that  bread. 
Which  love  and  pitjT  fill, 

And  now  become  thofe  lambs  cared. 
That  in  thy  bofom  dwell. 

3  Howfweet  that  voice,  how  fweet  ihathand 
Which  leads  to  paitures  fair. 

Shews  Canaan's  milk  and  honey  land. 
Lot  of  thy  flock  fo  dear. 

4  Rich  grace,  free  grace,  moil  fwectly  cali, 
Direclly  come  who  will, 

Jull  as  you  are  ;  for  Chrifl  receives 
Poor  helplefs  fmners  ftiii. 

5  'Tis  grace  each  day  that  feeds  our  fouls  5 
Grace  keeps  us  only  pure  ; 

And  O  !  thar  nothing  clfe  but  grace 
■  May  rule  for  evermore. 

5  As  one  iq  heart,  let's  all  rejoice 

The  finncr's  friend  to  praife  ; 
1  he  Shepherd  died  ;  Oh  !  'tis  his  voice  j_' 

iic'U  us  to  glory  raife. 

E    5 


C     IS4     ) 
fl  Y  M  N     CXXXItl. 

Meat  and  Drink  indeed* 

TO-day  Immanuel  feeds  his  fheep, 
The  purchafe  of  his  blood  ; 
To-day  Jehovah  keeps  a  fend, 
For  all  the  fens  of  God. 

2  The  bread  of  Gcd  is  freely  giv*n, 
The  food  for  fslnts  above  ; 

The  living  bread  fent  dov/n  from  heav'ti. 
The  fruit  of  pardoning  love. 

3  Lo  !  Chrift  bur  Hiepherd,  gave  us  life. 
To  anfwer  all  our  need  5 

His  body  crucifi'd,  is  meat, 
His  blood  is  drink  indeed. 

4  Ye  hungry,  thirfly  fouls  draw  near. 
And  living  bread  receive  ; 

Tafle  the  provifions  of  your  God, 
And  freely  eat  and  iivt. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXIV. 

Another. 

ARISE,  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee 
What  love  divine  for  thee  hath  done 
Behold  thy  forrow,  fin  and  grief, 
Ara  laid  on  Gcd*3  eternal  Son. 

2  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  grief  flow  mingling  down  ; 

I>id  e*cr  fuch  love,  fuch  forrow  meet, 
Q.        -  -^-  rnn:iDofe  fo  bright  ?.  c'^"'*   I 


(     1 55    ) 

3  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall ; 

Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine. 

Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my  alJ, 

HYMN     CXXXV. 

The  remembrance  ^f  Chriji  in  the  Supper^ 

CHRIST  in  that  night  he  was  betray'd. 
Took  bread,  gave  thanks,  it  break  and 
My  broken  body  here  you  fee,  (faid, 

Take,  eat  it,  and  remember  me. 

2  Thus  alfo,  he  the  cup  did  take  ; 
Here's  fealing  blood  (hcd  for  your  fake. 
Which  doth  my  tell'menc  ratify; 

Let  all  drink  and  remember  me. 

3  Your  pardon,  with  what's  for  your  good. 
Is  purchased  with  my  deareft  blood : 

My  blood  to  you  makes  pardon  free  ; 
In  drinking  then  remember  me. 

4  For  hungry  fouls  here's  manna  rare, 
God  fends  fiom  heaven  for  your  fare  j 
This  manna  falls  now  plenteoully  j 

In  eating  then  remember  me. 

5  Here  ,God  (its  on  a  throne  of  grace  ; 
Where  finful  man  may  fee  his  face  ; 
My  blood  procures  your  accefs  free, 

In  drinking  then  remember  me. 

6  See  here  the  tree  of  life  with  fruit, 

And  leaves  whithheal,  andftrcngth  recruit 
E    < 


(     156    ) 

ihefe  I  (hake  down  poor  foul  to  thee  5 
Eat  freely  and  remember  me. 

7  Sse  jacob*s  ladder  here  fet  up, 
A  covenanting  God  at  top  ; 

Climb  and  God  will  tranfadl  with  thee, 
In  doinpj  this  remember  me. 

8  Hfence  runs  of  life  the  river  pure, 
Which  our   foui&*  wounds  doth  cleanfe  and 

cure, 
It  freely  runs  to  all  you  fee  : 
Drink  by  faith,  and  remember  me. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXVI. 

Marriage  Hymn. 

1r     ORD,  from  thy  throne  of  flowing  grace 
_}x 4     Thy  choiced  blelTing  give  ; 

And  en  thy  fervants  caufc  thy  f^ce 
To  fliine,  and  they  fliail  live, 

2  Enrich  them  with  thy  heavenly  grace. 
Unite  their  hearts  in  love  ; 

May  they,  in  all  thy  holy  ways, 
To  thee  themfelves  approve. 

3  Let  harmony  and  holy  love. 
And  fricndlhip  ever  run, 

Thro'  all  their  thouglits  and  life  to  prove, 
Of  twain  they  now  are  one. 

4  Allure  them,  Jcfus  !   whh  thy  charriis, 
And  joyfully  they'l  flee, 

By  faith  and  love  into  thine  arms. 
And  thus  be  one  in  thee. 


(     157     ) 

5   Adorn  their  houfe,  adorn  their  v/ays, 

With  fruit,  divinely  fair  ; 
So  in  this  world  they'l  (hew  thy  praifc. 

In  th'  next  thy  glory  (liars. 

HYMN     CXXXVII. 

The  Beggar^s  Prayer. 

NCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
■_j  Of  promife  to  the  poor, 
khold  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy-door  -, 
Ko  hand,  no  heart,  dear  Lord  but  thine. 
Can  help,  or  pity  v/ants  like  mine, 

2  The  beggar's  ufual  plea, 
Relief  from  intn  to  eaiii. 

If  ofFer'd  unto  thee 

I  know  thou  wouldft  difdain  : 
But  thofe  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  fuch  as  rnen  would  fcora  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  fay 
That  tho'  I  now  am  poor. 

Yet  once  there  was  a  day 
When  I  pollcded  rnorc  ; 
Thou  knowcll  from  my  very  birth 
Fve  been  the  pooreft  wretch  on  earth. 

As  Beggars  often  do, 
Tho'  grearis  my  diftrsfj, 

Mv  faults  have' been  but  few  : 

E    7 


(     '53     ) 

If  thou  fhouldft  leave  my  foul  to  ftarve. 
It  would  be  v/hat  I  (hould  deferve. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before. 

And  if  thou  now  befriend, 
ril  trouble  thee  no  more  ; 
Thou  often  huft  reliev'd  my  pain. 
And  I  muft  often  come  again. 

6  Tho*  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  fuch  a  wretch  as  I,    • 

No  lefs  than  children's  food 
My  foul  can  fatisfy  : 

0  do  rot  frown  and  bid  me  ^o  ', 

1  mufb  have  all  thou  canft  beflovr. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounties  to  conceal 

From  others,  who  like  me, 

Their  wants  and  burger  (ce] ; 
Til  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  fiore. 
And  try  to  fend  a  thcufand  more, 

S  Thy  ways,  thcu  only  wife, 
Cur  thot's  and  ways  tranfcend, 

Far  2.3  the:  arched  (kics  ' 

Above  this  earth  extend  :. 

Such  pieas  as  mine,  micn  would  nothearj, 

I>ut  God  receives  a  beggar's  prayer. 

II  Y  M  N     CXXXVIII. 

Cctvp'-ft'd  en  the  death  cf  a  Wife, 
y  TOV/  vain  are  the  picafures  of  timCj. 
£l^  ric-*7  fond  are  vain,  mortals  of  life,' 


(     159    ) 

Xherefs  nought  of  the  heav-nly  fublime, 
There^s  nought  but  confufioii  and  ftrife, 

^  My  bride,  the  dear  wife  of  my  youth, 
Lies  panting  and  gafping  for  breath. 

More  pleased  with  tht;  beauties  of  truth. 
And  blefs*d  in  th*  embraces  .of  death. 

3  Her  druggies  are  long  and  fevere, 

While  llruggling  and  coughing,  (he  fmiles^ 
Sa*ing,  Jefus  has  made  me  his  care, 

I  foon  fnall  forget  all  my  toils. 
^4  She  calls  for  the  chariot  of  Chriil, 

How  flowly  it  moves  on  the  way. 
How  long,  my  Lord  Jefus,  fhe  cries. 

How  long  have  I  here,  yet  to  ftay  ? 

5  Yet  Jefus  is  faithful  to  me, 
He  pities  the  pain  I  now  fed  ; 

I  (hall  not  outftay  his  decree. 
He  gives  me  his  love  as  his  fsal. 

6  Farewell  my  dear  hu{band,fays  flie. 
Now  from  your  kind  bofom  I  leap. 

With  Jefus  my  bridegroom  to  be. 
My  flefh  in  the  cold  tomb  fhall  lleep'o 

7  And  thus  Ci\Q  continued  to  cry 
For  patience  to  wait  for  the  word. 

Till  from  us  flic  leap  d  and  did  ily. 
Forever  co  dwell  with  tlie  Lord. 

8  Now  like  a  difconfolate  dove, 
I'm  left  all  alone  here  to  mourn  ; 

O  may  the  land  powers  above 

Shew  pity  to  me  \vhile  alone.  E  8 


(     i6o     ) 

9  I  look  through  the  rooms  of  my  houfe, 
Each  door  on  its  hinges  doth  turn, 

Wiiile  fcnrching  I  find  not  my  fpoufe, 
Nor  will  (lie  to  me  e'er  return. 

10  How  lonefome  my  table  to  me, 
How  empty  the  pbce  where  flic  fat. 

What  lonefome  devotion  I  pay, 
Y/hsre  together  i"o  happy  we  met. 

1 1  And  (lillfor  to  heighten  my  grief, 
My  fons,  a  kind  mother  have  loft, 

They  can't  go  to  her  for  relief, 

O  may  they  in  God  put  their  trufl. 

12  And  fiiall  I  indulge  my  complaint, 
And  ttllyou  how  lonefonie  my  bed  ; 

And  try  all  my  feelings  to  painr. 
And  fix  to  each  note  a  dark  (liade  ? 

13  There's  none  that  can  learn  my  complain^ 
Uniefs  it  is  ftamp'd  on  his  heart  j 

Not  all  that  gay  heathens  can  paint. 
Can  tell  how  true  lovers  do  part. 

14  Butthcfe  vvho  have  loft  their  beft  part. 
Torn  from  thern  ftill  leaving  the  wound, 

Ivlay  guefs  how  I  feel  at  my  heart, 
And  notes  of  this  kind  can  be  found. 

15  My  paflions  will  lead  me  too  far  ; 
My  grief  I  will  leave  with  the  Lord,-- 

I  triift  I  fhall  fliortly  go  where 

Vain  pafhon  can't  lead  from  his,  word.. 

16  My  lyric  I  now  will  conclude. 

And  pleas'd  with  the  tho'ts  of  releafe 


^       .     (.«6.  ) 

From  troubles  that  do  me  furround. 
To  dwell  in  the  regions  of  peace. 

17   While  I  think  of  concluding  my  fon?, 

Methinks  fhe  bends  downwards  her  wingis 
And  whifpers  you*re  not  to  ftay  long, 
You*ll  ihortly  come  home  to  our  king. 

is  She  now  views  more  wonders  at  once. 
Than  ages  on  earth  can  relate. 

From  nation  to  nation  fhe  runs, 
Then  mounts  to  the  heavenly  feat. 

79  Thei-e  waiting  for  further  cemmands. 

At  length  fi^.e's  dirc6ted  to  fly 
To  further  inhabited  lands, 

New  glories  and  v/onders  to  fpy, 

20  And  while  fhe  their  beauties  beholds, 
She  having  her  lyre  well  itrung. 

Mounts  up  in  the  chariots  of  gold. 
And  ftrikes  an  eternal  new  fong. 

21  How  long  my  dear  Jefus,  hov/  long. 
Ere  I  fliaii  come  home  to  my  king. 

And  join  that  eternal  new  fong. 
And  with  my  kind  Efther  to  ling  ? 

22  It  is  but  a  moment  or  two, 

I  have  in  this  v/orid  for  to  flay, 
Bcf-r^I  itiall  leap  2.nd  mud  go 
roHng  in  the  legiQfis  of  day. 

25  With  patience  1*11  wait  for  the  morn. 
Nor  think  the  dark  moments  are  long- 
E    9 


(      i62     ) 

IJntii  niy  Lord  Jefus  return. 
Then   join  the  angelical  (erg. 

H  Y  M  N     CXXXIX. 

O/i  ihe  great  duty  cf  Prayer. 

'^'~'^y^Vli\T  various  hindrances  v/e  meet, 

i/V      J-  coming  to  the  mercy  feat; 
"  et  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  T^rav'r 
But  v/ifhes  to  be  often  there. 

Prsy'r  maker;  the  davlcc^  clouds  withdrav.'y 
iVay'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  faw  ; 
Gives  cxercife  to  faith  and  lo'/e, 
liri.igs  ev*ry  blelTing  from  sbove. 

-1   R-cftraining  prayer,  ^rc  ccafe  to  fip:hi  : 
rray'r  m^kes  the  chriftian   armor  bright  ; 
/'^nd  Satan  trembles  when  lie  fees 
"'he  weakcd  faint  upon  his  knees. 

V.'hfnMcfes  flood  with  arms  fpread  wide, 
•  "7,!^  found  en  Ifr'cl's  fide; 
•hen  through  wcarinefr.  they  fail'd, 
:.  monient  Amcleck  prcvaii'd. 

Have  YOU  no  words  ?  Ah,  think  ajiain, 
drds  ■flo'vv  npifcs  when  you  comphin, 
'.d  f;!!  yout  felloW'creaturcs'  ears 
.  ith  the  fad  t/'e  of  all  your  cares. 

:•  Were  hair  our  breath,  thus  vainly  ^^cwt^ 
'Vo  l\p;>v'n  in  fnpplication  fent, 

whecrful  fongs  would  often  be, 
.  ^;  ]:     '!ic  Lord  h^s  done  fcr  me. 


(     1^3     ) 
II  y  IvI  N     GXL. 

l^he  *LVorh.  of  a  Miniflrr. 

EFORE  thy  throne  Eternal  King, 
Thy  minifters  their  tribute  bring ; 
Their  tribute  of  united  praife, 
For  heav'nly  news  and  peaceful  days. 

2  We  fing  the  conqueft  of  thy  fword, 
And  publifh  loud  thy  healing  word  ; 
While  angels  found  thy  glorious  name, 
Thy  faying  grace  our  iips  proclaim. 

3  Thy  various  fcrvice  we  efteem, 
Our  fweet  employ,  our  blifs  fupreme, 
And  while  we  feel  thy  heavenly  love, 
We  burn  like  feraphims  above. 

4  Nor  feraphs  there  can  ever  raife, 
With  us  an  equal  fong  of  praife  ; 
They  are  the  noblefl  work  of  God, 
J3ut  we  the  purchafe  of  his  blood. 

5  Still  in  thy  work  would  wc  abound, 
Still  prune  the  vine  or  plow  the  ground  ; 
Thy  fliecp  with  wholefome  pafture  feed, 
And  watch  them  witli  unweari'd  heed. 

(^  Thou  art  our  Lord,  our  life  our  love, 
Our  care  below,  our  crown  above; 
Thy  praife  fhall  be  our  blelt  employ, 
Thy  prefence  our  eternal  joy. 


(      ^^4     ) 

H  r  M  N   cxii. 

Chrtjfs  Crucifixion, 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup. 
The  wine  prefs  treads  alone, 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up. 

By  his  expiring  groan  : 
Lo  !  the  powers  of  heaven  he  fhakcs. 

Nature  in  convulfion  lies, 
Earth^s  profoundeft  centre  quakes. 
The  great  Jehovah  dies. 

2  Dies  the  glorious  caufe  of  ail, 
The  true  eternal  plan, 

Falls  to  raife  us  from  our  fail. 

To  ranfom  linful  man  5 
Well  may  Sol  withdraw  his  light, 

With  the  fufF-rcr  fympathize. 
Leave  the  world  in  Tudden  night, 

While  his  Creator  dies. 

3  O  my  God,  he  dies  for  me, 
I  ffeel  the  mortal  fmart  ! 

See  him  hanging  on  a  tree, 

A  fight  that  breaks  my  heart  I 

O  that  all  to  thee  might  turn  ; 
Sinners  ye  may  love  him  too  j 

Look  on  him  ye  piefc'd,  and  mourn 
For  one  who  Lkd  for  you, 

4  Weep  o'er  your  deiire  and  hop? 
With  tears  of  humble  ft  love  ; 

Sing  for  Jefus  is  gone  up, 
And  reigns  enthroned  above  } 


(     i65     ) 

Lives  our  head  to  die  no  more, 

Pow^r  is  ail  to  Jcfus  giv'n, 
Worfhip'd  as  he  was  before. 

The  immortal  King  of  heav'n. 

H  r  M  N    CXLIL 

Chrijl's  Afcenfton^ 

HAIL  the  day  that  fees  him  rife, 
Ravifh'd  from  our  wifhful  eyes  5 
Chrift  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Re-afccnds  his"  native  heaven. 
There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  \ 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ! 
'■'-  Wide  unfold  the  radiant  fcene, 
"  Take  the  King  of  glory  in  !" 

2  Him  tho*  higheft  heaven  receives. 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves; 
Tho'  returning  to  his  throne. 

Still  he  calls  the  world  his  own ; 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
PrevalvCnt  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Next  himfelf  prepares  our  place, 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

3  Mafter  (may  we  ever  fay) 
Taken  from  our  head  to  day ; 
Sic  thy  faithful  fervants,  fee, 
Ever  gazing  upon  thee  !  • 
Grant,  tho'  parted  from  our  fight  : 
High  above  yon  azure  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  m:iy  thither  rife, 
^oU'wing  thee  beyond  the  Ikies. 


(     i66     ) 
4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking,  when  our  Lord  (hall  come 
Longing,  gafping  after  home  ; 
There  we  (hall  with  thee  remain, 
Partners  of  thine  cndlcfs  reign, 
There  thy  face  unclouded  fee, 
Find  our  heav*n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 

HYMN     CXLIII. 

For  a  perfon  under  temptations^ 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  foul. 
Let  me  to  thy  bofom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tcmpeffc  ftill  is  high  5 
Hide   me,  O  my  Savior,  hide, 
Till  the  ftorm  of  life  is  pad  : 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 
O  receive  my  foul  at  laft  ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ^ 
Hangs  my  helplefs  foul  on  thee— 

Leave,  oh  !  leave  me  not  alone. 
Still  fupport  and  comfort  me  ; 

All  my  truft  on  thee  is  ftay'd. 
All  mine  help  from  thee  I  bring, 

Cover  my  defencelefs  head. 
With  the  {hadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Chrift,  art  all  I  want, 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  : 

Raife  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  fick  and  lead  the  blind> 


.  (     i67     ) 

Juft  and  holy  is  thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteoufnefs  ! 
Vile  and  full  of  fin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  I  founds 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  Cn  ; 
Let  the  healing  ftreams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  ms  take  of  thee, 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart. 

Rife  to  all  eternity. 

HYMN    CXLIV. 

The  ChriftianiT  complaint^  and  prayer  fir  the. 
Impenitent. 

AH  !  woe  is  me,  conftrainM  to  dwell 
Among  the  fons  of  night ; 
Poor  finners  drcpping  into  hell, 

"Who  hate  the  gofpel  light : 
Wild  as  the  untam'd  Arab's  race, 

Who  from  their  Savior  fly  j 
And  trample  on  his  pard'ning  grace, 
And  all  his  threats  defy. 

2  Yet  here  alas  !  in  pain  I  live. 

Where  Satan  keeps  his  feat, 
And  day  by  day  for  thofe  I  grieve, 

Who  will  to  fin  fubmit  ; 
With  gufhing  eyes  their  deeds!  fee. 

Their  punilhment  is  nigh, 
I  aflc  with  him  who  ranfomM  me. 

Why  will  you  fin  and  die  ? 


(     i68    ) 

3  Jefus,  Redeemer  of  mankind 

Difplay  thy  faving  pow«r  ; 
Thy  mercy  let  thofc  outcafts  find. 

To  know  their  gracious  hour  : 
Ah !  give  them  Lord  a  longer  fpace  j 

Nor  fuddenly  confume. 
But  let  thcrn  take  the  proffered  grace, 

And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 
5  Open  their  eyes  and  cars  to  fee 

Thy  crofs,  to  hear  the  cries. 
Sinner  thy  Savior  weeps  for  thee, 

For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 
All  the  day  long  he  meekly  (lands, 

His  rebels  to  receive  j 
And  (hews  his  v/ounds,  and  fpreads  his  hands, 

And  bitia  you  turn  anil  live. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLV. 

The  Tear  of  Jubilee. 

BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  folemn  found  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

To  earth's  remcteft  bound  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  ye  ranfoai*d  Tinners  home  ! 
'j;  The  gofpcl  trumpet  hear, 

The  ae;vs  of  heav'niy  grace  -, 
Ye  happy  fouls  draw  near, 

Bthcld  your  Savior's  face  j 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return  ta  your  eternal  home  ! 


C       >69       }: 
3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  Goo, 

The  f|!l  atonln:^  Lamb  ; 
Redemption,  in  his  blood 

Throi^hour  the  world  proGlaim  >^ 
The  yeat  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return  y(e  ranl'oni'd  finnershome. 

H  Y  M  N     CXLVf. 

.Prcy't  j'or  the-  hcfe  cf  Glory 

T   SOJOTJP.M  ill  a,  vale  of  tears, 
_|_      Alas  how  can  I  fing  ! 
My  harp  doth  on  the  willows  hang» 
Diftua'd  in  ev'ry  (Iring. 

2  My  niuGc  is  a  captive's  chair»3  ; 
Horlh  founds  my  ears  to  fill  % 

How  (halM  fm,::  fv/eet  Zion's  foiigs, 
■  On  this  fide  Zion^s  hill  ? 

3  Yet  ]o  !  I  ficar  the  joyful  found. 
Surely  141  quickly  come  I 

Eacii  v/ord  rruch  fv^'eetnefs  doth  diftii, 
Like  a  i\}^X  honey  comb. 

4  And  dofl  thoa  come  my  dearefc  Lord  r^ 
And  doft  thou  furely  come  ? 

And  dofl  thou  furelv  quickly  come  ? 
Ivlethinivs  I  am  at  home. 

5  Come  then  my  dcarcft,  dearefl  Lord, 
My  fwcctefi:  furcO:  friend  ; 

Come,  for  I  loath  thefc  Kedar  tents  I 
The  tieiy  chariot  i^vA, 

6  What  have  I- in  this  birr-^n  land  ? 
My  Jcfu3  is  net  here  \ 


(      170     )      ^ 
Mine  eyes  will  ne'er  be  bleft  until 
My  Jeius  doth  appear. 

7  My  Jefus  is  gone  up  to  heav*n 
To  get  a  place  for  me  ; 

For  'tis  his  will,  that  where  he  is 
There  {hould  his  fervants  be. 

8  Canaan  I  view  from  Pifgah's  top, 
Of  Canaan's  grapes  I  talle  ; 

My  Lord  who  fends  unto  me  here. 
Will  fend  for  me  at  laft. 

9  I  h?.ve  a  God  that  changeth  ncty 
V/hy  (hould  I  be  perplext  ? 

My  God  that  owns  me  in  this  world 

Will  own  me  in  the  next. 
ID  My  dearell  friends  they  dwell  above,^ 

Them  will  I  go  to  let  : 
And  all  my  friends  i.i  ChriH  belov/ 

Will  foon  com.e  after  me. 

//  r  M  N    CXLVIL 

Tkc  Sinner  s  Fear, 
\    LAS  I  for  I  have  feen  the  LorH, 
Xj^    With  a  drawn  fword  he  (lood  j 
Now  might  he  flieathe  it  in  my  Sefh, 
And  bathe  it  in  my  blood. 

2  I've  dar'd  him  with  my  mighty  fins, 

As  if  he  was  to:'  [Imv  ; 
But  now  he  corneal  both  arm'd  and  girt. 
As  an  enr;iged  foe. 

3  What  fhall  a  guilty  finn    -   '  -, 
^Vl--"  i'^dice  does  apps...  ■' 


(     V7»     ) 

O  whither  (hall  I  See  from  himfj 
Whofe  place  is  ev*ry  -where  ? 

4  As  I  can  neither  (land  nor  fly. 
So  neither  can  1  bear 

The  mighty  hand  which  grinds  the  rocks, 
And  doth  foundations  tear. 

5  My  pale,  my  poor,  my  trembling  foul, 
Does  ftart  at  ev'ry  thing  ; 

It  hourly  fears  huge  hofts  of  wrath 
From  this  incenfed  King. 

6  Should  he  but  his  commiffion  grant. 
Ail  creatures  would  engage 

Againft  me  as  their  foe  profefs'd, 
With  an  united  rage. 

7  My  fears  are  juft  ;  I  defervehell, 
And  'tis  my  proper  hire  ; 

But  who  can  dwell  •,  O  !   who  can  dwell 
With  everlafting  fire  ? 

H  r  M  N    CXLVIIL 

The  unknown  World, — Coinpofed  on  the  tolling  of 
a  Bell. 

HAH.K  !  my  gay  Triends,  that  folemn  tol^ 
Speaks  the  departure  of  a  foul  \ 
'Tis  gone,  that's  all  v/e  know — not  where, 
Orhu//  th*  unbody'd  foul  doth  fare, 

2  In  that  iP.yfter'ous  world  none  knows 
But  God  alone,  to  who.m  it  goes  ; 
To  whom  departed  fouls  return, 
'i'o  take  their  doom,  to  fmile  or  mourn. 


(     172     )• 

'.  Oh  !  by  what  glimmering  light  we  vicw^- 
The  unknown  world  we're  haft'ning  to  I 
God  has  lock'U  up  the  myftic  page. 
And  curtalnM  darkacfs  round  the  flase  I 

4  Wife  heav'n  to  render  fearch  perplest. 
Has  drawn 'f.vixt  this  world  and  the  next 
A  dark  impenetrable  kztcn^ 

III  behind  which, is  yet  unfeen  ! 

5  We  talk  of  heav'n,  we  talk  of  hell; 
But  whit  they|mean  no  tongue  can  tell  , 
Heavn  is  the  realm  where  angels,  are, 
And  hell  the  cha:)s  of  defpair  ! 

6  But  what  thefe  awful  v/orxis  imply,. 
None  of  UG  know  until  we  die  ! 
Whether  we  will  or  no,  we  muft 
Take  the  fucceedin^  vrcrld  on  truft. 

7  This  hour  perhaps  our  friend  is  well, 
Death  (Iruck  the  next,  he  cries  farewell  ! 
J  die — and  tiien,  for  ought  v;e  fee, 
Ceafes  at  once  tr.  breathe  and  be. 

8  Thus  launch*d  from  life's  ambiguous  {hore»- 
IngulphM  Ivx  death,  appears  no  more  ; 
Then  undirecl-ed  to  repair 

To  diilant  worlds  we  know  not  where. 

9  Swift  flies  the  foul,  perhaps  'tis  gone 
A  thoufand  leagues  beyond  the  fun  ;    . 
Or  twice  ten  thoufand  more  thrice  told, 
Ere  the  forfaken  clay  is  ccld  ! 

10  And  yet  who  knows,  if  friends  vvs  loy'd, 
Tiio'  dear,  may  be  fo  far  removM  ; 


(     173     ) 

'  Only  a  veil  of  fielh  bttw  een  , 
Perhaps  they  watch  us  tho*  unfeen. 

11  Whilft  we  their  lofs  lamenting  faya 
They're  out  of  hearing,  far  away  , 
Guardians  to  us  perhaps  they^re  iiear. 
Concealed  in  vehicles  of  air. 

1 2  And  yet  no  notices  they  give , 
Nor  tell  U3  where  or  how  they  live  5 
Tho'  confcious,  whilft  with  us  below, 
How  much  themfelves  defir'd  to  know  i 

1 3  As  if  bound  up  by  folemn  fate. 
To  tell  the  fecret  of  their  ftate  : 
Tg  tell  their  joys  or  pains  to  none, 
That  man  might  live  by  faith  alone. 

14  Well,  let  my  foy'reign,  if  he  pleafe. 
Lockup  his  marvellous  di^icrees  : 

Why  fliauld  I  wifli  him  to  reveal 
What  he  thinks  proper  to  conceal  ? 

15  It  is  enough  that  I  believe. 
Heaven's  brighter  than  I  can  conceive. 
And  he  that  makes  it  all  hie  care 

To  ferve  God  here,fhall  fee  hiin  there  ! 

16  But  Oh  !  what  worlds  fhall  I  furvey. 
The  moment  that  I  leave  this  clay  ! 
How  fudden  the  furprife,  how  new-  i 

-•X.et  it  my  God  be  happy  too. 


APPENDIX. 


I.     ^he  True  Chrijlian. 

ALL   we   who   have   known  the   Law'st 
dreadful  fentencc 
Should  put  on  the  armor  the  gofpel  prepares, 
Uy  faith,  love  and  patience,  and  living  repen- 
tance, 
Commit  to  ths  Lord  all  our  caufes  and  cares, 
We'll  die  to  this  world,  and  all  its  falfe  pleaf- 

urcs, 
And  in  our  Lord's  Kingdom  we'll  lay  up  our 

treafure, 
Where  fafety,  and  honor,  and  love   without 
meafurc, 
Invite  U3  to  join  the  bleft  enfign  of  life." 

2  Oh  !  then  may   I   never   forget  the   great 

bleffing. 
Of  him  who  hath  purchafM  my  life  with  his 

blood, 
And  to  iiis  great  father  now  makes  in terceflion 
That  thofc  who  believe  may  become    fons   of 

God, 
What  tho'    while  below  we   do  meet   with 

temptation, 
Xhrough  faith  we   fliall  conq[uer,  Oh   fwceft 

^^onfolation. 


(     '75     ) 

For  Jefas  liatli  told  us  thro*  great  tribulation. 
His  fervants  mud   enter  the   Kingdom   of 
rea. 

3  May  each 'with  fincerc  and  unfeign'd  refo- 

lutlon, 

Purfue  the  {Iraight  path  that  our  favior  hath 
trod, 

Nor  world,  fiefli,  nor  devil  can  make  a  difun- 
ion» 

Twixt  Cnrifl:  and  the  foul  that  k  born  of  God, 

Forfp.king  this   world,  and  all    things  that  arc 
carnal, 

Religion  that's  luke'vvarm,and  iifelefsand  for- 
mal, 

Purfue  thofe  bright   truths  that  may  lail   us 
eternal,  (fear. 

In  heaven  where  pcrfe£^  love   caftsth    out 

4  My  Savior  is  gone  to  his  kingdom  in  glcry, 
To  build  me  ?.  mahfioa  houfe   there   without 

hanc-f^^ 
And  my  feebly  fpliit:  here  v^aits  till  he  call  mcj 
To  fing  his  loud  praifes  in  that  promised  land. 
There  lliall  I  behold  creation's  great  father. 
Encircled  with  glorious  perfections  eternal. 
Whom  anr;elic  fpirits,  nor  Gabriel  can  fath- 
om, (due. 
'or  Keav^ns  high  harpers  fulfil    the  praife 

II.     An  Evening  Hymn. 

GAIN  the  circling  hours  difclofe. 
'^he  happy  time  for  fv/eet  repcf;! 


(     i7'5.) 
Then  let  us  free  from  anxious  caw, 
Addrefs.the  throne  of  grace  by  prJiy^r 

:.  Thou  great  firll  caufe  Isafl  underftood, 
Thou  only  wife,  and  great,  aad  good. 
Almighty  ruler  of  the  fl:ies. 
Accept  our  evening  facrifice. 

3  With  willing  hearts,  and  thankful  fongs, 
Praife  God  to  whom -all  praife  belongs, 
And  for  the  favors  of  the  day, 

Our  gratitude  in  fcngs  difplay. 

4  That  Gcd  who  hid,  let  there  be  light, 
And  from  the  ebon  throne  of  night, 
Shot  thro'  the  gloom  a  vivid  ray. 

Hath  kept  us  through  another  day, 

5  Oh  !  may  thefe  thoughts  poflefs  cur  breaft, 
While  we  on  downy  pillows  reft, 

Each  dull  defponding  murmur  ceafe, 
And  every  dream,  2nd  thought  bep<racc. 

III.      Chriftian  Felhii-fhip. 

WHEN  Zion«s  hunablc  pilgrims  meet, 
Their  converfaticn  will  be  fwect  j 
Faftiion  and  faults,  envy,  and  pride. 
And  anxious  cares  are  laid  afide. 

2  Time  is  too  precious  to  be  fpent, 
An  formal  founds  of  cornplimcHt, 
Their  eager  fpirits  wil'h  to  kno^. 
How  Zion  flourilhes  belov/, 

3  They  mourn  their  faults' with  broken  hcarUr 
Defcribe  the  tempter*s  wiles,  and  arts, 


(     177     ) 

Then  (itg  how  Chrlft  their  living  head. 
Reclaims  the  loi\,  and  raife  the  dead. 

4  We'll  fcareh  his  word,  and  tell  its  pcMv*V>. 
How  itfupports  ii>  hour  by  hour, 
Cifpels,  the  {Iiades— ^car  fouls  revive, 

And  gives  us  food  to  cat  and  lire. 

5  This  food  is  light,  this  food  io  love, 
Tii  truth  d^fcenuingfrom  above, 

*Tis  words  of  grace  from  hirn  who  reigns? 
O'er  death,  and  hell,  ^nd  broke  their  chains* 

6  Trufcli,  what  a  bafe  cm  which  to  build, 
Truth  h  the  great  foundation  feal'd  ; 
The  rock  unmov'd  though  Satan  raves, 
Built  here,  we'll  fing  amidft  the  waves. 

7  Then  let  our  fpirits  joyful  fing, 
All  c;lory  to  our  conquering  King; 

Eor  tho*  vve*re  dea^l,  and  blind  and  lame^ 
Thro*  kirn  v/iS  n^ore  than  vi'Slory  gain. 


Chr'-p  our  Life, 


INCE  brethren  wc  are  one, 
_      \\\  Jefus  Chrift  our  head  ; 
The  fiifi  begotten  fon, 

Who  raised  us  from  the  dead, 
Com-:!  let  us  now.  ouv  vows  renew,. 
And  holinefs*  high  way  purfue. 

2  Tiic  path  is  raavkd  fo  plain 
That  he  that  runs  may  read  \ 

Secure  fromi  death  and  pain, 
\S.h.Q  in  this  way  prcceedj 


(     '78     ) 
Why  then  in  difputations  ftray,  \ 

Since  Chrift  hath  laid  I  am  the  waj. 

3  I  am  the  way  to  God, 
The  vulture's  eye  can^t  fee, 

The  lion's  whelp  ne'er  trod. 
But  thofe  who  come  to  me, 
For  he  that  doth  believe  in  mc, 
From  the  (irft  fentence,  death,  is  ii'cc. 

4  The  new  and  living  way, 
In  v;hich  there  is  no  death  ; 

Then  let  us  praife,  and  pray. 
With  cv'ry  fiecting  breath. 
And  on  the  promiic  lafe  rely, 
Which  faith  believers  (hall  not  die. 

V.      What  think  ye  of  Chrljl.      \ 

'HAT  think  ye  of  ChriH  ?  is  the  tcfi: 
To  try   both  your  ftatc   and  your 
fcheme  ; 
You  cannot  be  right  in  the  reft, 

Unlefs  you  think  rightly  of  him  ; 
As  Jefus  appears  in  your  view, 

As  he  is  beloved  or  not, 
^0  God  is  difpofcd  to  you, 
And  mercy,  or  wrath  are  your  lot. 

2  Some  take  him  a  creature  to  be, 

A  iinii,  cr  an  ang;;!  u:  mofl  : 
Sure  thefe  have  not  feelings  like  rac. 

Nor  knov/  thcmfelves  wretched,  and  loH  ', 
So  guilty,  fo  helplefs,  am  I, 

I  durfl;  not  confidq  ia  his  blood  ; 


(  .  179    ) 

Nor  on  his  protection  rely, 
Unlcfs  I  were  fure  he  is  God, 

3  Some  call  him  a  Savior  in  word. 

But  mix  their  own  works  with  their  plan 
And  hope  he  his  help  will  afford, 

When  they  have  done  all  that  they  can  j 
If  fayings  prove  rather  too  light, 

(A  little  they  own  they  may  fail) 
They  purpofc  to  make  up  full  wei^Iit, 
By  calling  his  name  in  the  fcalc, 

4  Some  ftyle  him  the  pearl  of  great  price, 
And  fay  he^s  the  fountain  of  joys, 

Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 

And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys  j 

Like  Judas,  the  Savior  they  kifs. 
And  while  they  falute  him,  betray  5 

Ah  !  what  will  profcfTions  like  this 

Avail  in  his  terrible  day. 

5  If  afield  what  of  Jefus  I  think, 
Although  my  bed  thoughts  are  but  poor  ■■ 

I  fay  he's  my  mccit  and  my  drink. 

My  life,  and  my  ftrcngth,  and  my  ftore, 

My  fnepherd,  my  hufbaiid,  my  friend, 
My  favior  from  fin,  and  from  thrall,    • 

My  hope  from  beginning  to  end, 

I^Iy  pcrrion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 

Ki"0\V  lowly  is  the  way, 
|_     OurSavior^s  feet  have  trod 
AVhere  Jefas'  icepter  fways, 
We  fed  a  nrefent  God. 


bi 


9 


(     i8o    ) 

His  councils 'mark,  his  word  we  pri^re^ 
And  bear  our  crofs,  the  fname  dcfpife. 

2  When  Chrift  to  earth  came  down  > 
To  be  his  peopIe^s  guide  ; 

Refus'd  an  earthly  crown, 

And  check'd  bis  foil' wers  pride  ; 
Then  nvarkM  a  new  and  hving  way. 
To  his  bright  throne  in  endlefs  day. 

3  Beneath  old  Jordan's  flood,. 
He  meekly  laid  his  head  ; 

Thus  teaching  that  his  blood 

Has  pow'r  to  raife  the  dead  : 
The  holy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
Proclaims,  .and  feals  a  Father^s  love. 

4  The  triune  God  w^e  fee, 
The  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 

U^i^cd  one  in  three, 

Baptifin's  right  doth  own  : 
Believers  we  (hould  follow  him, 
And  thus  put, on  the  chriRian  name> 

5  Lord  we  obey  thy  call 
And  humbly  thus  repair  r 

Thou  facred  ail  in  all, 

O  !  hear  cur  earned  pray 'r, 
Lord  by  thy  fpirifs  quickening  pow-r, 
Reft,  and  remain  from  this  glad  hour. 

6  Ye  lofty  trees  u-'hofs  (hade, 
Bend  o>cr  this  hallowed  brink  ; 

And  purling  iireams  whofe  glide, 
iltiTefn  the  world  with  drink. 


(     iSi     ) 

Let  men,  and  beafls,  and  floods,  and  plains, 
Each  in  tlieir  fpbere,  fay  Jefus  reigns. 

7  Yes  we  will  join,  and  Ting, 

With  folemn  fvveet  accord  ; 
Till  hill  and  valley  ring* 

Loud  praifes  to  the  Lord, 
With  heart  and  voice  wc  thus  proclaim. 
The  captain  of  falvation  reigns. 

-VIL     T/jttnks. 

WE  thank  thy  name  oh  Lord, 
That  we  are  ftill  thy  care. 
That  thou  haft  fpread  the  board. 
Again  with  frugal  fare, 
And  fed  us  richly  v^ath  thy  food. 
Oh  !  may  it  do  our  natures  good. 

2  Oh  !  may  our  fouls  be  fed. 
With  manna  from  above, 
That  pure  celeftial  bread, 
And  faith  that  works  by  love, 
That  we  may  daily  grow  in  grace. 
And  run  with  joy  the  heavenly  race. 

VIIL      Claiming  a  Blejjlng. 

ONCE  more  dear  brethren  here  we  meet, 
To  fall  before  the  mercy  feat ; 
And  faints  whom  Jefus  deigns  to  own. 
May  claim  a  blefling  from  his  throne. 

2  If  \vc  have  met  in  Jefus'  name, 
Our  wants,  our  hopes,  and  prayers  the  fa.Ticj 

F 


(     182     ) 

Our  favior  in  the  midft  will  be, 
And  make  each  cloud  of  darknefs  flee. 

3  A  bledlng  that  we  can't  receive, 
And  fuch  alone  as  God  can  give  ; 
If  then  to  day  we  ftand  in  want. 
Our  Savior  promifes  to  grant, 

4  Then  let  us  in  our  needy  cafe. 
Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace ; 
And  for  thofe  favors  that  we  need, 
Pevoutly  at  the  altar  plead. 

5  Grant  us  thy  blcffing  while  we  (lay  ; 
Blcfs  all  the  duties  of  the  day  ; 

That  at  the  clofe,  with  hearts  fincere, 
We'll  fay  'twas  good  that  we  were  here, 

6  Pardon  Oh  1  Lord  our  every  fin, 
Blefs  us  wkhout,   blefs  us  within, 
Porgive  our  crimes,  our  country  fpare^ 
And  make  each  houfe,  a  houfe  of  prayer. 

IX,     The  Lamb  of  God. 

r^.  OD  of  my  falvation  hear, 
J  And  help  me  to  believe  ; 
Humbly  do  I  now  draw  near, 
Thy  blcfling  to  receive  ; 
Full  of  guilt  aias  !  I  am, 
liut  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee, 
Friend  of  finners>  fpotlefs  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  fhed  for  me. 
2  Standing  now  as  newly  fiain^ 
To  chee  I  lift  mine  eye  j 


(     iS3     ) 

Balm  of  all  my  grief,  and  pain, 
Thy  blood  is  always  nigh. 
Now  as  yefterday  the  fame. 
Thou  art,  and  wilt  forever  be  5 
Friend  of  finners,  &c, 

3  Nothing  have  I  Lord  to  pay, 
Or  can  thy  grace  procure  ; 
Empty  fend  me  not  away. 
For  thou  knoweft  I  am  poor, 
Duft  iand  aftics  is  my  name. 
My  all  is  fin,  and  mifery  ; 
Friend  of  finners,  &c. 

4  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 
Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace  ; 

Pardon  I  accept  unbought. 
Thy  profFer  I  embrace  ; 
Coming  as  at  firft  I  came, 
To  take,  abd  not  beftow  on  thee, 
Friend  of  finners.  Sec. 

5  Savior  from  thy  v/ounded  fide, 
I  never  will  depart ; 

Here  will  I  my  fpirit  hide. 
When  I  am  pure  in  heart, 
Till  my  place  above  I  claim. 
This  only  (hall  be  ail  my  plea, 
Friend  of  finners,  &c.  ^ 

X.     Lord's  Day  Morn'mg*      " 
REAT  God  of  bound lefs  might, 
Accept  our  morning  lays, 
F  2 


G 


(     iS4    ) 

And  for  the  favors  cf  the  night, 
Receive  our  humble  prciife. 

2  Let  thankful  fonrs  arife. 
For  this  aufpicious  day. 

Emblem  of  heav'n  when  earth  and  {kies 
Shall  melt  in  fi-amcs  away. 

3  This  morn  our  God  arofe, 
Triumphnnt  from  the  dead, 

Death,  hsUf  and  nn,  and  air  our^  focs^. 
As  conquer'd  captives  led 

4  Lift  lip  your  heads,  ye  gates. 
Ye  everlafting  doors  ; 

For  lo  I  he  comes  in  regal  ftate^ 
Clad  with  Almighty  power. 

5  Who  is  this  glorious  King, 
That  rifcs  through  the  air  ? 

Ilark  !  hear  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 
The  fair  eft  of  all  fair. 

6  The  bright,  and  morning  ilar, 
That  bids  all  darknefs  ceafe  ; 
The  wonderful,  the  counfeilor, 
The  glorious  prince  cf  peace. 

7  Since  we  have  met  this  day. 
Oh  may  we  meet. with  thee  ! 
%VhetIver  we  fmg,  or  praife  or  pray. 
May  \^^,  Cy  glory  fee, 

S  Oh  may  we  fee  thy  power  ; 
Dead  Tinners  here  to  raife, 
Sure  they  vrill  blefs  the  happy  hour. 
That  taught  their  tongues  thy  praife, 


(     185     ) 

5?  Then  let  us  join  and  fing, 
'fhc  praifes  of  our  God, 
The  praifcs  of  our  prieft,  and  king, 
'Who  bought  us  with  his  blood. 

XI.      Gospel  Ministers. 

1ET  it  the  ccnftant  fludy  be, 
^^^__j  Of  lum  call'-d  to  the  miniftry  ; 
Wnom  gifts,  and  grace  completely  arm. 
Old  Satan's  Citadel  to  florm. 

?,  Regardlefs  of  the  praife  of  men, 
If  they  approve,  or  if  condemn  ; 
Appro'/d  of  God,  a  workman  namM 
Tliat  needcth  not  to  be  afham'd. 

3  Dividing  right  the  word  of  truth, 
A  part  for  age,  and  part  ion  youth  j 
For  chriftians  young  and  old  a  treat, 
With  ijaiik  the  firft,  the  laft  with  meat. 

4  'Twixt  faint  and  finner  draw  a  line. 
The  firft  v^ith  radiatnt  crowns  fhall  (hine, 
"While  thofc  funk  deep  in  endlefs  night, 
Conf efs  the  fentencc  juft  and  right. 

5  For  all  fhall  bow  beneath  the  rod 
And  every  tongue  confefs  to  God  ; 
The  law  of  judice  and  of  grace, 
Divides  at  laft  the  human  race. 

6  Grant  we  may  hear  the  truth  to  day. 
And  every  foul  the  call  obey, 

Oh  may  the  thunders  of  thy  v^ord  ! 
•Awake  our  fouls  to  praife  the  Lord. 
F  3 


(     i86     ) 

XIL       Praise  to  God, 

THOU  great  firft  caufe   of  every  beings 
Wifdom  power  and  glory's  fon  ; 
Thine  arm  fuftain  thine  eye  all  feeing, 
Both  things   paft,  and  things  to  come, 
Thou  felf- fufficicnt  mighteft   fland. 
Nor  ilumb'ring  eye,  nor  wearied   hand. 

2  Come  all  who  own  this  God  of  nature, 
For  your  Maker,  Lord  and  King  5 

And  ye  who  truft  this  mediator, 
With  your  hearts  his  praifes  fing. 
Sing  him  who  triumphed  o*er  cur  foes, 
Spoil'd  death,  and  hell,  then  conquering  rofe* 

3  When  a  loft  race  thou  cam*ft  to  purchafe. 
Pay  our  debt  of  guilt  and  thrall. 

Then  death  enclos'd  thee,  hell  refoundcd, 
Chriftians  mourn'd  their  (hepherd's  fall. 
Then  death  our  great  high  prieft  refigned. 
How  impotent  all  pow'r  to  thine. 

4  Praife  him  whofc  love  forgives  our  follies^, 
bhews  his  pierced  hands,  and  feet, 

His  wounded  heart  relieves  our  forrows, 
Makes  us  f.or  his  kingdom  meet ; 
Praife  Father,  Son  and  Spirit  three. 
We'll  praife  the  triune  Deity. 

XIII.      Saul^s  Armor. 

WHEN  firft  my  foul  enlifted. 
My  Savior's  foes  to  fight  ^ 
Miftaken  friends  infifted, 
I  was  not  arm'd  aright, 


So  Saul  advifed  David, 
He  certainly  would  fail  ; 
Nor  could  his  life  be  faved. 
Without  a  coat  of  Mail. 

2  But  David  tho'  he  yielded, 
To  put  the  armor  on  ; 

Soon  found  he  could  not  wield  it^ 
And  ventur*d  forth  with  none, 
With  only  fling  and  pebble, 
He  fought  the  fight  of  faith  ; 
The  weapon  feem'd  but  feeble. 
Yet  prov'd  Goliah's  death. 

3  Had  I  by  him  been  guided. 
And  quickly  thrown  away 
The  armor  men  provided, 

I  might  have  gain'd  the  day, 
But  arm'd  as  they  advised  me^ 
My  expe£tations  fail'd, 
The  enemy  furpris^d  me. 
And  had  aimoft  prevail'd. 

4  Furnifli'd  with  books  andnotionsj. 
And  arguments  and  pride, 

I  practised  all  my  motions 
And  Satan's  pow'r  defi'd  : 
But  foon  perceiv'd  with  trouble. 
That  thefe  would  do  no  good, 
Iron  to  them  is  (lubbie, 
And  brafs  like  rotten  wood. 

5  I  triumph'd  at  a  diftance. 
While  he  was  out  of  fight  > 

^4, 


(     188     )     . 

But  faint  was  my  refiftance, 
V/hcn  forcM  to  join  in  fight, 
He  broke  ray  Arord  in  fhivers. 
And  pierc'd  my  boafted  fhieldj 
Laugh'd  at  my  vain  endeavors. 
And  drove  me  from  the  field. 

6  Satan  v/iW  not  be  braved 
By  fucli  a  worm  as  "X  : 
Then  let  ji^^c  learn  with  David, 
To  trnll  in  tlie  MoR  High  •, 
To  plead  the  name  of  Jefus, 
And  ufe  the  fling  of  pray'r  ; 
Thus  arm'd,  when  fatan  fees  us, 
He'll  tremble,  anddefpair. 

XIV.     Gideon's  Fkece. 

^^■"T^HE  figns  which  God  to  Gideon  gave, 
^        His  holy  fovereignty  make  known  j 
That  he  alone  has  power  to  favc;, 
And  claims  the  glory  as  his  own. 

2  The  dew  which  firft  the  fleece  had  fill'd, 
"When  all  the  earth  was.  dry  around  ; 

Was  from  it  afterwards  withheld. 
And  only  fell  upon  the  ground. 

3  To  Ifracl  thus  the  heav'nly  dew, 

Of  faving  truth,  was  long  reflrain'd  ; 
Of  which  the  gentiles  nothing  knew. 
But  dry,  and  defolate  remained. 

4  But  now  the  gentiles  have  receiv'd 
The  balmy  dew  of  gofpel  grace  ; 


(     '89    ) 

And  Ifrael,  who  his  fpirit  griev'd. 
Is  left  a  dry,  and  empty  fleece. 

5  This  dew  (till  falls  at  his  command, 
To  keep  his  chofen  plants  alive, 

They  (hall,  tho'in  a  thirfty  land. 
Like  willows  by  the  waters  thrive. 

6  But  chiefly  when  his  people  meet. 
To  hear  his  word,  and  feek  his   face  : 

The  gentle  dew,  with  influence  fweet, 
Defcends,  and  nourifhes  their  grace. 

7  But  ah  I  what  numbers  ft  ill  are  dead, 
Tho'  under  means  of  grace  they  lie. 

The  dev/  ftill  falling  round  their  head. 
And  yet  their  hearts  untouched,  and  dry. 

8  Dear  Savior,  hear  us  when  we  call  ; 
To  wreftling  prayer  an  anfwer  give  ; 

Pour  down  thy  dew  upon  us  all, 
That  all  may  feel,  and  all  may  live. 

XW     The  Throne  of  Grace. 

WHEN  Hannah  prefs'd  with  grief, 
Pour'd  forth  her  foul  in  prayer  ; 
She  quickly  found  relief. 

And  left  her  burthen  there  : 
Like  her  in  every  trying  cafe. 
Let  us  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

2    When  (he  began  to  pray, 
Her  heart  was  pain'd  and  fad  ; 

But  ere  flie  went  away. 
Was  comforted,  and  glad  : 
Fs 


(     J90     ) 

In  trouble  what  a  refting  place 

Have  they  who  know  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Though  men,  and  devils  rage, 
And  threaten  to  devour  ; 

The  faints  from  age  to  age, 

Are  fafe  from  all  their  pov/r  ; 
Frelh  ftrcngth  they  gain  to  run  their  race, 
By  waiting  at  the  throne  of  grace. 

4  Eli  her  cafe  miflook, 
Hcv/  was  her  fpirit  mov'd, 

Ey  his  unkind  rebuke  ? 

But  God  her  caufe  approv'd^ 
We  need  not  fear  a  creature*s  face, 
While  welcome  at  the  throne  of  grace. 

5  She  was  not  fiU«d  with  wine. 
As  Eli  rafiily  thought ; 

But  with  a  faith  divine, 

And  found  the  help  fne  fought : 
Though  men  defpife  and  call  us  bafc. 
Still  let  us  ply  the  throne  of  grace. 

6  Men  have  not  pow'ror  jfkiil, 
AVith  troubled  fouls  to  bear. 

Though  they  exprcfs  good  will, 

Poor  comforters  they  are  : 
But  fvv'elling  for  rows  fmk  apace, 
When  v.'e  approach  the  throne  of  grace. 

7  Numbers  before  have  try^d, 
And  found  the  prcmife  true  ; 

Nor  yet  have  been  deny*d. 
Then  wliv  (hculd  I,  or  vou  ? 


(     19'     ) 

vi,et  us  by  faith,  their  foofteps  trace, 
And  haften  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

8  As  fogs  obfcure  the  light, 
And  taint  the  morning  air. 

But  foon  arc  put  to  flight. 
If  the  bright  fun  appear  •, 

Thus  Jefus  will  our  troubles  chafe, 

By  (hining  from  the  throne  of  grace, 

X  VI .     The  Physician. 

KrOW  loft  was  my  condition, 
J^  *Tiil  Jefus  made  me  whole  j 
There  is  but  one  Phyhcian, 
Can  cure  a  fin-fick  fcul. 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me. 
And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me. 
His  wond^rous  pow'r  to  fave. 

2  The  worft  of  all  difeafes 
Is  light  compared  with  fia ; 
On  every  part  it  feizes. 
But  rages  nioft  within  : 
••Tis  paify,  plague  and  fever. 
And  madncfs  all  Combin'-d  \ 
And  hone  but  a  believer 
The  leaft  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  (kiil  piofciTing, 
1  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 

But  this  prov'd  more  diilreffmg, 
And  added  to  my  pain  : 


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Some  fald  that  nothing  ail<d  me, 
Some  gave  me  up  for  loft; 
Thus  cv*ry  refuge  fail'd  me, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  crofs^d. 

4  At  length  this  great  Phyfician, 
How  matchlefs  is  his  grace  j 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  cafe  ; 
Firft  gave  me  fight  to  vievir  him, 
For  fin  my  eyes  had  feal'd  -, 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him, 
I  looked  and  I  was  healed. 

5  A  dying  rifen  Jefus, 
Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith  ; 
From  ev'ry  danger  frees  us, 
And  faves  the  foul  from  death, 
Come  then  to  thisphyfician, 
His  help  he'll  freely  give ; 

He  makes  no  hard  condition, 
*Tis  only  look,  and  live. 

XVII.     The  glory  of  the  Chunk, 

XT  EAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  fpokea 
JTI   O  my  people  faint  and  few  j 
Comfortlefs,  afflicled,  broken, 
Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you. 
Themes  of  heartfelt  tribulation. 
Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  {hall  name  your  walls,  falvation, 
And  your  gates  fhnli  all  be  praife. 


(     >93     ) 

%  There  like  ftreams  that  feed  the  garden 
Pleafures  without  end  (hall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord  your  faith  rewarding. 
All  his  bounty  {hall  beftow  : 
J^till  in  undifturb^d  pofleflion. 
Peace,  and  righteoufnefs  fhall  reign  ; 
Never  fhall  you  hear  oppreflion, 
Or  the  noife  of  wat  again. 

3  Ye,  no  more  your  funs  defcended. 
Waning  moons  no  more  fhall  fee  ; 
But  your  griefs  forever  ended, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me  : 
God  fhall  rife,  and  fhining  o'er  you, 
Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
He,  the  Lord  Tnall  be  your  glory, 
God  your  evcrlafting  light. 

XVI n.     R^ejolce  the  soul  of  thy   servant, 

WHEN  my  pray'rs  arc  a   burden  and 
No  wonder  I  little  receive  ;     (talk, 

0  Lord,  make  we  willing  to  afk, 
Since  thou  art  fo  ready  to  give, 

Althoj  I  am  bought  with  thy  blood, 

And  all  thy  falvation  is  mine  ; 

At  diftance  from  thee,  my  chief  good, 

1  wander  and  languifh,  and  pine. 

2  Of  thy  goodnefa  of  old  v/hen  I  read, 
I'o  thofe  who  were  fmners  like  me  ; 

Why  may  I  not  wreftle,  and  plead, 
With  them  a  partaker  to  be  ^ 
F  7 


(     ^94     ) 

Th'itit  arm  is  not  fhorten'd  fincc  tlierr;,. 
And  thofe  who  believe  in  thy  name  j> 
Ever  find  thou  art  yea,  and  amen. 
Thro'  all  generations  the  fanae. 

3  V/hile  my  fpirit  v/ithin  me  is  prefl, 
With  forrow,  temptation,  and  fear. 

Like  John  I  would  lean  on  thy  bread. 
And  pour  my  complainfs  in  thine  ear. 

How  happy  and  favored  was  he, 

Who  cou'd  on  tiiy  bofom  repofe  ! 

Might  this  favor  be  granted  to  me, 
hd  fmile  at  the  rage  of  my  foes. 

4  1  have  heard  of  thy  wonderful  namc^ 
How  great  and  exalted  thou  art  j 

But  oh  !  I  Gonfefs  to  my  lliam.e. 

It  fjn'ntly  imurclTes  my  heart  : 
The  beams  of  thy  glory  difplay, 
As  Feter  once  faw  thee  appear, 
Tiiar  tranfported  like  him   J  m^yfay, 

It  IF  good  for  my  foul  to  be  here, 

5  What  a  farrow  and  weight  didft  thou  fee!^ 
When  nail'd  for  my  fake  to  the  tree  ! 

I,./  heart  furc  is  harder  than  fteel. 

To  feel  no  more  forrow  for  thee  : 
Oh  let  me  with  Thomas  defcry, 
The  wounds  in  thy  hands,  and  thy  fide  |^ 
And  have  feelings  like  hi?  when  I  rry. 
My  God,  and  my  Savior  hath  dy'd. 

6  If  thcu  haft  appointed  me  fill/, 
To  wrcflle,  and  fuffcr^  and  fight  ; 


(     ^9S     ) 

0  make  me  ref.gn'd  to  thy  will, 

For  all  thine  appcinrments  are  right  ^" 
This  mercy  at  icalt  I  entreat, 
That  knowing  how  vile  I  have  been  5 

1  with  Mary,  may  wait  at  thy  feet 
And  weep  o'er  the  pardon  of  fin. 

XIX.      Welc:ime  Cross. 

^rTr>IS  rny  happinefs  below, 

J^        Not  to  live  without  the  crofs  -^ 

But  the  Savior's  pow<r  to  know. 
Sanctifying  every  lofs  : 

Trials  muft,  and  will  befal ; 

But  v»ith  humble  faith  to  fee. 

Love  infcrib'-d  upon  them  ail, 
This  is  happinefs  to  me. 

2  God  in  Ifracl  fdws  the  feeds. 
Of  a51i(£lions,  pain  and  toil  5 

Thcfe  fpring  up,  and  choke  the  weeds, 
Which  would  €lfe  o'erfpread-the  foil ; 

Trials  make  the  promife  fwect. 

Trials  give  new  life  to  pray*r  5 

Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet. 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there, 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  'here. 
No  chaftifement  by  the  way  ; 

Might  I  not,  with  reafon  fear, 
I  fhould  prove  a  caft  away  : 
Baftards  may  efcapc  the  rod. 
Sunk  in  earthly  vain  delight  ; 

F  8 


(     '96     ) 

But  the  true  born  (on  of  God  i 
Mull  not,  would  not,  if  he  mights 

XX.      Bartimeus. 

MERCY  ;  oh  thou  fon  of  David, 
Thus  the  blind  Bartimeus  pray^ci  % 
Others  by  thy  word  are  faved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid  : 
Many  for  his  crying  chid  him. 
But  he  called  the  louder  ftiil  -, 
'X'lll  the  gracious  Savior  bid  him, 
**  Come  and  a{k  me  what  you  will.'*' 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Tho'  by  begging  us'd  to  live  5 

But  he  afk'd  and  Jefus  granted, 
Alms  which  only  he  could  give : 
**  Lord  remove  this  grievous  blindnefs^ 
Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day  j" 
Straight  he  faw,  and  won  by  kindnefs. 
Followed  Jefus  in  the  way. 

3  Oh  I  methinks  I  hear  him  praiGng, 
Publifliing  to  all  around  5 

Friends  is  not  my  cafe  amazing  ? 
What  a  favior  I  have  found, 
Oh  !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him. 
And  would  be  advis'd  by  me  ! 
Surely  would  they  haftento  him. 
He  v/ould  caufe  them  all  tp  fee. 

XXL      The  Disciples  at  sea. 

C10nstrain*d  by  their;  Lord  to  embark, 
\  And  venture,  without  him  to  fea.. 


(     '97     ) 

Tht  feafon  tempeftuous  and  dark. 

How  grievM  the  difciples  muft  be  ! 
But  tho'  he  reinain'd  on  the  fliore, 
He  fpent  the  night  for  them  in  pray'r, 
They  ftill  were  as  (die  as  before, 
And  equally  under  his  care. 

2  They  ftrove,  tho'  in  vain  for  awhile. 
The  force  of  the  waves  to  vvithlland  : 

But  when  they  were  wearied  with  toil, 
They  fav/  their  dear  Savior  at  hand  : 

They  gladly  received  him  on  board. 

His  prefence  their  fpirits  revived  ; 

The  fea  became  calm  at  his  word, 
And  foon  at  their  port  they  airlvM. 

3  We,  like  the  difciples  are  tofsM, 
By  ftorms  on  the  perilous  deep  ; 

But  cannot  be  pcflibly  loft, 

For  Jefus  has  charge  of  the  fhip  : 
Tho'-  billows,  and  winds  are  enraged. 
And  threaten  to  make  us  their  fport ; 
This  pilot  his  word  has  engaged, 
To  bring  us  in  fafety  to  port. 

4  If  fometimes  we  ftruggle  alone, 
And  he  is  withdrawn  from  our  view ; 

It  makes  us  more  willing  to  own 
We  nothing  without  him  can  do  : 

Then  Satan  our  horcs  vv-oulu  alLiIl, 

But  Jcfus  is  ftill  Within  call  j 

And  when  our  poor  efforts  quite  fail, 
He  comes  in  good  time,  aud  does  all. 


f  ^98  > 

5  Yet  hot  A,  we  are  ready  to  ftirink, 
Unlefs  we  thy  prefence  perceive  ;. 

O  [tlvq  us  (v/e  cry,)  or  we  fink, 

We  v/ould  but  we  cannot  believe  ^ 

The  night  has  been  long,  and  feverf , 

Thewind^^  and  the  feas  are  iiill  high,. 

Dear  Savior  this  moment  appear, 
And  fay  to  our  foals  it  is  I. 

XXII.      Ziofi. 

GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  fpoken-^ 
Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whoTe  word  cannot  be  broken, 
ForniM  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
On  the  rock  of  ages  founded^ 
What  can  fliake  thy  fure  repofe  ;. 
With  falvaticn<s  wdlh  furroundcd 
Thou  may*il:  fmile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  I  the  flrea.ms  of  living  v/aters,. 
Springing  frcnii  eternal  love, 

Well  fupply  thy  fons,  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
Who  can  faint  while  fuch  a  river. 
Ever  flows  thy  thirft  V  affwage  ? 
Grace  which  like  the  Lord  the  givefj. 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  ekjch  habitation  hov'ring. 
See  the  clouds  and  fire  appear  ; 

For  a  glory,  and  a  covering. 

Shewing  that  the  Lord  is  nc:;! : 


(     ^99    ) 

Thus  deriving  from  their  banner. 
Light  by  night  and  fliadc  by  day  ; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Bleft  inhabitants  of  Zion, 
V/afli'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  j 

Jefus,  whom  their  fouls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings,  and  priefts  to  God. 

'Tis  his  love  his  people  raifes, 

Over  felf  to  reign  as  king  ; 

And  as  priefts,  his  folemn  praifes. 
Each  for  a  thank-offering  bring. 

5  Savior,  if  of  Zion's  city, 

I  thro*  grace  a  member  am  ; 
Let  the  world  deride,  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  thy  name  : 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleafure. 
All  his  boafted  pomp  and  (how  ; 
Solid  joys,  and  lafting  treafure. 
None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

XXIII.     Little  Gift. 

CHRISTIANS  attend  the  call, 
My  voice  obey  ; 
Although  your  gift  is  fmall, 

No  more  delay  : 
The  Father,  Spirit,  Word, 
Will  each  his  help  afford, 
Prefs  on  to  know  the  liOrd  , 
Improve  your  gift. 


(      -co     ) 

2  When  we  left  Egypt*s  land. 
Our  fouls  rejoiced  : 

The  Father's  great  command, 

*•  Obey  my  voice  :" 
Was  mufic  in  our  ears, 
But  when  the  crofs  appears, 
We're  fill'd  v/ith  doubts  and  fears, 
Our  gift's  fo  fmall, 

3  This  is  the  Lord's  command. 
When  we  begin  : 

Forfake  both  houfe  and  land. 

To  follow  him  ; 
Take  up  your  crofs  each  day. 
Ever  rejoice  and  pray, 
And  never  more  delay 
To  ufe  your  gift, 

4  The  Spirit  fpeaks  the  fame. 
Moves  on  the  mind  ; 

Altho*  we're  deaf  and  lame. 

And  dumb  and  blind  ; 
He  will  work  in,  and  for. 
If  we  can  felf  abhor, 
And  follow  that  bright  ftar. 
Our  little  gift. 

5  Nought  can  profefTors  do, 
Then  why  fo  loath, 

To  fpeak  that  we  do  know  ? 

The  fpirit  doth 
Indite  what  we  muft  fay, 
Whether  exhort  or  pray. 


(       20«       ) 

If  we  walk  in  the  way 
Where  duty  leads. 

6  Zion  arife  and  ftiine, 

Thy  light  is  come  ; 
Tis  grace  alone  divine. 

That  brings  us  home  : 
Then  do  not  one  refufe. 
Your  talent  for  to  ufe. 
Lay  by  that  old  excufe, 
My  gilt's  fo  fmall. 

XXIV,    The.  Word  made  Flefi. 

SAVIOR  defcend  with  pow'r  divine, 
And  blefs  the  bread,  and  blefs  the  wine  ; 
Our  hearts  rejoice,  be  glad  and  fing, 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wing. 

2  The  bread,  fweet  to  our  tafte  become, 
Like  children  ftarving  long  from  home. 
Returning*  to  our  Father^s  board. 

May  eat  and  drink,  and  praife  the  Lord. 

3  The  wine  refrefh  our  hearts,  that  we 
To  run  our  race  may  ftrength'ned  be  ; 
Become  in' us  a  living  fpring, 

That  as  we  journey,  we  may  fing. 

4  Thefe  elements  a  token  are. 

Of  what  the  Lord  did  for  us  bear ; 
The  bread  his  body  reprefents, 
Objeft  of  faith,  but  not  of  fenfc. 

5  Behold  the  wine  !    a  type  of  blood. 
Flowing  from  Chrift  the  Lamb  of  God, 


(       201      ) 
And  as  we  look,  O  !  may  a  tear 
Bedew  our  cheeks,  while  God  ws  hear. 

6  Eat,  cat  my  friends,  the  bread  is  free. 
And  drink,  yea  drink  abundantly. 
Whoever  drinks  (the  word  is  plain) 
Chrift  fays  (hall  never  thirft  again. 

7  Brethren  awake  !   with  one  accord. 
This  is  the  fupper  of  the  Lord ; 
Beloved,  rife,  make  hade  away, 

*Tis  God  that  calls,  God's  voice  obey. 

8  To  quench  your  third,  my  heart  hath  bled. 
My  body  dy*d  to  raife  the  dead  ; 

That  Chriftians  all,  from  fin  fct  free. 
While  eating  may  remember  me, 

9  Oh  !  may  we  never  more  forget 
This  bread  of  life,  this  heavenly  treat, 
Our  fouls  have  fcaftcd  on  to  day. 
But  always  friends,  rejoice  and  pray, 

XXV.     Baptism, 

HUMBLE  fouls  who  feck  falvation, 
Thro*  the  Lamb's  redeeming  bloody 
Hear  the  voice  of  recollection. 

Tread  the  path  that  Jefus  trod: 
Flee  to  him  your  only  favior. 

In  his  mighty  name  confide ; 
Thro'  the  whole  of  your  behavior. 
Own  him  as  your  fovereign  guide. 

2  Hear  the  bleft  redeemer  call  you, 
Liften  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 


(       203      ) 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befal  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice, 
Jefus  faith,  let  each  believer, 

Be  baptifed  in  my  name  ; 
He  himfelf  in  Jordan's  rivsr, 

Was  immers'd  beneath  the  ftrcam, 

3  Plainly  here  his  footfteps  tracing, 

Foilov/  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo  !  your  captain  leads  the  way  5 
View  the  rite  with  underftanding, 

Jefus'  grave  before  you  lies. 
Be  inter'd  at  his  commanding, 

After  his  example  rife. 

XXVI.      Another. 

TESUS  our  triumphant  head, 
Ris'n  vi£i:orious  from  the  dead  j 
To  the  realms  of  glory  gone 
To  afccnd  his  rightful  throne. 

2  Cherubs  on  the  conqu'rer  gaze  : 
Seraphs  glow  with  brighter  blaze; 
Each  bright  order  of  the  fky, 
Hail  him  as  he  pafTes  by. 

3  Saints  the  glorious  triumph  meet  ; 
Strew  their  garments  at  liis  feet ; 
By  h.is  fears,  his  toils  are  view'd, 
And  his  garm.ents  roll'd  in  blood. 

4  Keav'n  its  king  congratulates  ; 
Opens  wide  her  golden  gates  ; 


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Angels,  fongs   of  vi6l*ry  fing. 
All  the  blifsful  regions  ring. 

5  Sinners  join  the  heav'nly  powers^ 
For  redemption  all  is  ours  j 

None  but  burden'd  finners  prove. 
Blood-bought  pardon,  dying  love. 

6  Hail  thou  dear,  thou  vi^orthy  Lord^ 
Holy  Lamb — incarnate  Word  ; 
Hail!  thou  fuiF^ring  Son  of  God, 
Take  the  trophies  of  thy  blood., 

XXVII.     Jftoihey, 

UP.RISING  from  the  dark-fome  tomb. 
See  the  vidtorious  Jefus  come  ; 
Th'  almighty  pris'ner  quits  the  pris'n, 
And  angels  tell  the  Lord  is  ris'n. 

2  Ye  guilty  fouls  that  groan  and  grieve  j 
Hear  the  glad  tidings ;  hear  and  live  j 

God's  righteous  law  is  fatisfy'd, 
And  Juftice  now  is  on  our  fide. 

3  Your  fafety  thus  releas'd  by  God, 
Pleads  the  rich  ranfom  of  his  blood  j 

No  new  demand,  no  bar  remains. 
But  mercy  now  in  triumph  reigns. 

4  Believers  hail  your  riling  head. 
The  firft'begotten  from  the  dead  ; 

Your  refurreclion's  fure  thro'  his, 
To  endlefs  life,  and  endlefs  blifs. 


(     205     > 

XXVIII.     Dywg  Chrijlian. 

VITAL  fpErk  cf  heav'nly  Hamc, 
Quit,  oh  quit  this  mortal  frame  5 
Trembling,  hoping,  ling'ringj  flying. 
Oh  !  the  pain,  the  blifs  of  dying  *> 
Ct:i{Q  fond  nature,  ceafe  thy  (Irife,. 
Let  me  languiili  into  life, 

2  Hark  !  they  whifper,  angels  hj^ 
Sifter  fpirit  come  away  ! 

What  is  this  abforbs  me  quite  ? 

Steals  my  fenfes,  ihuts  my  fight. 
Drowns  my  fpirit,  draws  my  breath ; 
Tell  me  my  foul  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  difappears  ! 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  !    my  ears 

With  founds  feraphic,  ring. 

Lord,  lend  your  wings  ;  I  mount,  I  fly  i 
Oh  grave  !   v/here  io  thy  vivTiory  ? 
Oh  death  !  where  is  thy  fling  ? 

XXIX,      Faith, 

AWAY  my  unbelieving  fear  j 
Fear  fliall  in  me  no  more  take  place,. 
My  Savior  doth  not  yet  appear  ; 

He  hides  the  brightnefs  of  his  face  : 
But  (hall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  bafely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  ftrength  of  Jefus,  no 

1  never  will  give  up  my  fhield. 

2  Altho'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
Altho-  the  olive  yield  no  oil  j 


The  Withering  fig-tree  droop  and  die — 
The  field  iiiade  the  tiller's  toil  j 

The  empty  ftall  no  herd  afford* 
And  perifii  all  the  bleating  race  j 

Yet  will  I  triumnh  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  falvation  praife. 

3  Barren  altho'  my  foul  remain 
And  no  one  bud  of  grace  appear. 

No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  fin  and  only  fin  is  here. 
Altho*  my  gifts  and  comforts  loft. 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  fee, 
Yet  will  I  in  mv  Savior  trull, 
And  glory  that  he  dy*d  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing,  againft  hope, 
Jefus  my  Lord,  my  God  1  claim  j 

Jefus  my  Itrength  fliall  lift  me  up  j 

Salvation  is  in  Jefus*  name, 
To  me  he  foon  lliall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  foul  fliall  foon  out-ttripthe  windj 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  and  fin  behind. 

XXX. 

Love   and  Connueji  of  Chrijl  our  Kin*, 

0\V  great  was  that  love. 
Thai  brought  Chrid'  from  above, 
Aiiu  iiaii'd  hii:;  to  that  iiiamclui  tree  \ 
What  net  I  alcne, 
But  my  fpecies  arc  known 
To  be  all  drell  m  ;;rms  again  ft  thee. 


(     ^07     ) 

2  How  Satan  d6th  rage. 
And  mod  fiercely  engage  ; 

Out  of  prilbn  he  comes  forth  to-  reign  ; 

Will  you  ferve  a  bafe  flavc, 

Whofe  bounty'3  the  grave, 
And  whofe  v/ages  mud  be  endlefs  pain  ? 

3  Come  friends  don't  delay, 
For  10  !  now  is  your  day. 

Let  reafon  all  doubtings  decide  ; 

Come  let  confcience  fpcak, 

It  is  right  we  (hould  feek. 
And  fhould  love  him  who  made  and  provides. 

4  Yea  more,  vaftly  more, 
I  have  treafur'd  in  (lore, 

Which  afFedlion  would  urge  me  to  fpeak  j 

Shall  God  the  Mod  High, 

Become  human  and  die, 
And  we  never  his  favor  once  feek. 

5  But  if  you  refufe. 

This  blefs'd  lover  who  fues. 
And  rejetl  all  the  offers  he  brings ; 

Then  his  wrathful  ire. 

It  will  burn  you  like  fire. 
For  Chrid  will  be  known   as  yotir  king. 

6  Yes  Chrid  is  my  king, 

'  r was  himfclf  that  did  brings 
My  foul  out  of  daiknefs  to  ii^h:  y 
He  forhi'd  me  again. 
With  himfelfl  fliall  reign, 
^    And  overcome  death  through  his  might. 


(     ao8     > 

7  Come  faints  we  will  fing, 

Unto  Chrift  who  did  bring 
Salvation  from  heaven  to  earth  ; 

It  was  publifli'd  above 

In  the  regions  of  love, 
And  was  fung  at  Immanuel's  birth. 

XXXL     T/je  Paradox, 

HOW  ftrange  is  the  courfe  that  a  chrif- 
tian  muft  fteer, 
How  perplexed  is  the  path  he  muft  tread  5 
The  hope  of  his  happinefs  rifcs  from  fear, 
And  his  hie  he  receives  from  the  dead. 

2  His  faireft  pretenfions  muft  wholly  be  wavM 
And  his  beft  refolutions  be  crofs'd, 

Nor  can  he  expe£l  to  be  perfedly  fav'd, 
Till  he  finds  himfelf  utterly  loft! 

3  When  this,  is  all  done  and  his  heart  well  af- 

fur'd, 

Of  the  total  remiffion  of  fin, 

When  his  pardon  is  feal'd  and  peace  is  pro- 
cured, 

From  that  moment  his  conflicts  begin. 

XXXII.      Redeeming  Love. 

T"     ET  us  love,  and  fing,  and  wonder, 
J J     Let  us  praife  the  Savior's  name, 

He  has  hafh'd  the  law's  loud  thunder. 
He  bus  quench*d  Mount  Sinai*s  flame, 

He  has  wafh'd  us  in  his  blood, 

Hs  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God« 


(     ^09     ) 

i  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 
Who  defcended  from  on  high, 

And  from  death  ro  life  hath  brought  us^ 
By  his  death  on  Calvary ; 

He  has  walh'd  us  with  his  blood, 

He  prefents  our  fouls  to  God. 

3  Let  us  fmgt  tho*  fierce  temptations 
Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down  ; 

For  the  Lord,  our  ftrong  falvation 

Holds  in  view  the  Conqu'ror's  crown, 
He  who  wafhM  us  with  his  blood, 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 

4  Let  us  wonder — grace  and  juftice, 
Join  and  point  to  mercy*s  ftore, 

When  thro'  grace,  in  Chrift  our  truft  is, 

Jufticc  fmiles  and  allcs  no  more  ; 
He  who  waih'd  us  with  his  blood. 
Has  fecur*d  our  way  to  God. 

5  Let  uspraife  and  join  the  chorus, 
Of  the  faints  enthroned  on  high, 

Here  they  trufted  him  before  us. 
Now  their  praifes  fill  the  {ky  ; 
Thou  haft  walh'd  us  by  thy  blood, 
Thou  art  worthy,  Lamb  of  God. 

6  Hark  !  the  name  of  Jefus  founded 
Loud,  from  golden  harps  above  ; 

Lord  we  bluish,  and  are  confounded, 

Faint  our  praife,  and  cold  our  love  ; 
Wafh  our  fouls  and  fongs  with  blood, 
For  by  thee  v/c  come  to  God. 

THM    END, 


INDEX, 


Page 

AM  I  a  foldier  of  the  Crofs  14 
Arife  my  dear  love,  my  undefil^d 

dove  47 

Adam,  our  father  and  our  head,  52 

Awake  my  foul,  ftretch  every  nerve  53 

Awake  my  foul,  in  joyful  lays  67 

AQiamM  of  Chrift,  my  foul  difdains  I22 

Afham^d  of  Jefus  !  that  dear  friend  1 24 

All  hail  the  pow'r  of  Jefus^  name  126 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Savior  bleed  138 

Ah  !  wretched  fouls,  who  flrive  in  vain  143 

Ah  Lord  !  ah  Lord  1  what  have  I  done  146 

Arife,  my  foul,  with  wonder  fee  154 

Alas  !  for  I  have  feen  the  Lord  170 

Ah  !  woe  is  me,  conftrain'd  to  dwell  167 

B 

Blefs'd  door  of  blifs  to  weary  faints  23 

Behold  a  lovely  vine  50 

Blefled  be  God  for  all  1 07 

Brethren  I  bid  you  all  farewell  127 

Biefs*d.be  my  God  that  I  was  born  134 

Brethren  farewell,  I  do  you  tell  139 

Before  thy  throne  eternal  king  163 

Blow  yc  the  trumpet,  blow,  i<58 


INDEX. 

c 

Came  brethren  and  fiftcrs  that  love  my 

dear  Lord  ii 

Come  ail  ye  weary  travellers  24 

Corns  ye  redcerAcd  of  the  Lord  28 

Come  now  poor  (inner,  ftiare  a  part  3 1 

Chrift  our  Lord  is  rifen  to-day  50 

Come  ye  finners  poor  and  wretched,  56 

Come  and  tafte  along  v/ith  me  59 

Children  of  your  heavenly  King  88 
Come  all  who<ve  fpent  your  blooming 

days  loa 

Come  to  the  glor'ous  gofpel  feaft;  112 

Come  finners  to  the  gofpel  feaft  148 

Companions  of  thy  littk  flock  153 

Chrift  in  that  night  he  was  betray 'd  155 

D 

Difmifs  us  with  thy  bleffing  Lord  40 

Didft  thou,  dear  Jefus  fufFer  fhame  85 

DifFufe  thy  beams  and  teach  my  heart  93 

Does  it  not  grief  and  wonder  move  125 

E 

Encouraged  by  thy  word  1 5  7 

F 

Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord  5 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arife  49 

Farewell  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu  1 1 3 

G 

Great  God  of  providence  !  thy  ways  12 

Great  God,  my  maker,  and  my  king  15 

Great  high  pricH  we  view  thee  ftooping  43. 


51 


I    N    D    H    X. 

^eiod's  po\fer  and  wifdom  is  difplay*d 

Co  on  ye  Pilgrims,  while  belov/  -114 

II 

Hail  fov'reign  iove  !  that  firfl  began  9 

He  dies,  the  heavnly  lover  (ties  20 

How  free  and  boundlefG  is  the  grace  20 

How  tedious  and  taftclefs  the  hours  22 

Hark  !  hear  the  found  oil  earth  is  found  44 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name,  70 

Heavenly  thoughts  create  my  fong  80 

Happy  the  man  vi^hofe  will  is  bovv'd  lc5 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  faints  of  the 

Lord  130 

Hark,  how  the  gofpel  trumpet  founds  132 

Hail  !  happy  pilgrims/wihence  came  ye  147 

Hov/  vain  are  the  pleafu^es of  time  158 

Hail  the  dav  that  fees  him  rife  i6c 

Hark  !  my  gay  friends,  that  fclemn  toll  171 

I 

I  hear  the  gofpel's  joyful  found  54 

1  am  that  I  am  108 

I  v/ould,  but  cannot  (ing  1 1 7 

I  fct  rayfelf  againft  the  Lord  up 

I  ailcM  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow  136 

i  blefs  the  Lord  152 

I  foiourn  in  a  vaie  of  tears  169 

J 

Jerufalem,  my  happy  home  18 

Jefus  once  for  fmners  flaiii  $^ 

Jefus,  I  thirft,  and  go  I  mud                    ♦  69 

Jefus,  thybleffings  are  not  few  87 


I    IJ    D    E    X. 

JeTus,  lover  of  my  foul  i66 

J^fus  drinks  the  bitter  cup  164 

L 

Lord,  Vv'lien  fiisll  v/e  mount  up  to  thee  65 

Let  heaven  and  elFrtli  rejoice  34 

Lord,  whither  fliall  I  flee  37 

Lord,  wlien  together  here  we  meet  75 

LetChriO:  the  glorious  Lover  94 

Lord,  in  the  morning  I  vvili  fend  114 

Lord  difoiifs  us  with  thy  blefiing  135 

Let  ftrife  forever  ceafe  142 

Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go                ^  145 

Lo  !  we  arc  journeying  home  to  God  15  r 

Lord,  from  thy  throne  of  flowing  grace  156 

M       '-•       ■ 

Methinks  I  hear  my  Savior  call  17 
My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my 

years'  28 

Ivfy  thoughts,  that  ofr.cn  rnc-unt  the  f^lcs  66 

My  God  above  with  fmilcs  of  love  65 

My  brethren  all' remember  well       ^  104 

Xvly  Captain  founds  the  alarm  of  v/a¥  144 

My  foul  doth  magnify  tlie  Lord  149 

N 

New  in  2  fong  of  grateful  praifs  -:; 

Now  the  rn3der.  of  night  are  gone,  27 

No  pen  can  write  that  fweet  delight  63 

Nov/  vvho  are  they  who  dire  to  lay  74 

Now,  Lord,  thd*  we  mufl  part  awhile  76 

Now  isthe  time,  O  lovely  youth  77 

No'.V  I  iici'.-e  foun  J  th^  ground^  \vhcv:in  03 


INDEX. 

o 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfe£t  Icve^  ro 

O  that  iiiy  load  of  iln  were  gone  32 

Oh  !  happy  foul  how  faft:  you  go  90 

Omnipotent  Lord,  rny  Saviojj,  and  King  98 

O  could  I  fing  from  day  to  day  116 

O  what  a  cruel  wretch  am  I  116 

P 

Prayer  was  appointed  to  convey  35 

S 

Savior,  I  do  feel  thy  merit  7 

Sinners  obey  the  gofpel  word  36 

Savior,  vifit  thy  plantation  80 

Sin  is  the  fatal  caufe  of  woe  100 

Still  out  of  the  deepeft  abyfs  134 

T 

The  tree  of  life  my  foul  hath  feen  4 

Thine  earthly  Sabbaths  Lord,  we  love,  26 

The  day  is  pall  and  gone,  16 

«Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  39 

The  great  tremendous  day's  approaching  41 

Thro'out  our  Savior's  life  we  trace  5  r 

The  man  that  views  his  guilt  and  fin  61 

The  moment  a  linner  Ireiieves  7  r 

The  tables  fpread,  my  foul  there  'fpies  8r 

Thus  faith  the  Lord,  your  mailer  dear  84 

Thee  will  I  love  my  Lord,  ray  tow'r  93 

The  Savior  mecJs  iiis  Hock  to  day  98 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore  103 

The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell  105 

That  neme  to  me  founds  ever  fwcet  io6 


INDEX. 

Tho^  troubles  aflail,  and  clangers  affright  128 

To-day  Immanael  feeds  his  ftieep  154 

W 

When  pity  prompts  me  to  look  round  12 

When  the  EtcrnaAows  the  fkies  15 

Weary  of  ftruggling  with  my  pain  3^ 

When  converts  firft  begin  to  fing  4^ 

When  God  on  high  fhali  magnify  64 

When  Chrift  fliall  rend  from  end  to  end  72 

Well  met,  dear  friends    in  Jefus'  name  74 

Why  was  unbelieving  I  78 

We  in  this  tabernacle  mourn  91 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  chriftians  110 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way  118 

Why  {hould  a  living  man  complain  I31 

When  Abram*s  fervant  to  procure  137 

While  I  am  bleft  with  youthful  bloom  140 

What  var-ous  hindrances  we  meet  162 

Y 

You  faints  of  light  that  (hine  fo  bright  72 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu  123 

Yonder — amazing  fight !  I  fee  129 


INDEX  TO  THE  APPENDIX. 

All  we  who  have  known  the  laws  dreadful  fen* 

tcnce  174 

A'*'ay  my  unbelieving  fear        -  205 

Conftrain'd  by  their  Lord  to  embark  196 

ChrilUans  attend  the  call  199 


INDEX, 

God  of  my  falvatlon  hear  r82 

Great  God  of  boundlefs  miglit  183 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  fpoken  198 

How  lOwly  is  the  way  ^7*7 

How  loft  was  my  conditioid'  191 

Hear  what  God  tlie  Lord  hath  fpoken  192 

Humble  fouls  who  feek  falvatica  202 

How  great  was  that  love  2c6 
How  ilrange  is  the  courfe  that  a 

Chriftian  mult  run  2cS 

Jefus  our  triumphant  head  203 

Let  it  the  conflant  iludy  be  i8r 

Let  us  love,  and  CiDgt  and  wonder  208* 

Mercy,  oh  thou  fon  of  David  ic)6 

Once  more  dear  brethren  here  we  meet  181 

Since  brethren  we  are  one  177 

Savior  defceiid  with  pow*r  divine  201 

Thcu  great  Firft  Caufecf  every  being  i85 

The  f]gn  which  God  to  Gideon  gave  188 

'Tis  my  happinefs  below  195 

Up-rifing  from  the  darkfome  tci?ib  204 

Vital  fpark  of  heavenly  flame  205 

■■^/hat  think  ye  of  Chriit  ?  is  the  tefl  178 

Ylien  Zicn^s  humble  pilgrims  meet  i']6 

v^e  thank  thy  name,  oh  Lord  181 

When  firft  my  foul  enlifred  186 

Vv^hcn  Hannah,  prefs'd  w^th  grief  189 

V/"heh  ray  gravers  are  a  burden  and  tafk  10^ 


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